(Although I took five days off this month due to a cold, the 120,000-word update this month was still completed as scheduled.)
Liu Chicheng wore a pink Taoist robe in the breeze , slowly floating and swaying, this giant of Baidi City a thousand years ago was a little reserved for the first time.
This is unreasonable.
Because the figure around Chen Pingan is condensed by wisps of spring breeze. It is a Confucian scholar in blue shirt with frosty white temples, ethereal and smiling.
Looking at Liu Chicheng's weather, it was nothing more than a nearly dry oil lamp, but besides the weather, there was also an indescribable smell that would have been replaced by any one of them. A Qi practitioner under the fifth realm may not be able to figure out the joints, but when he is temporarily attached to Liu Chicheng's body, at the peak of his cultivation, he is a genuine twelve-level immortal. Before he betrays the devil, Before he taught Taoism, he happened to have seen too many capable people and strangers standing on the top of the mountains in Baidi City, which was under the pouring water of the Yellow River, the sky, and the sky. act rashly.
The harder it is to see the depth and reality, the more Liu Chicheng dares not to despise it.
Qi Jingchun first signaled Chen Ping'an to just rest assured, stood side by side with the young man, smiled at Liu Chicheng and introduced himself: "Qi Jingchun, a disciple of Wen Sheng's sect, was the headmaster of Shanya Academy. "
"Liu Chicheng" was a little confused.
The guy in front of me doesn’t have much airs. He looks gentle and elegant. Is he just a literary saint? Qi Jingchun? Cliff Academy? What is this mess? Could it be that during the thousand years since I was defeated by Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, two Confucian masters and disciples have emerged as saints? It's just that the term "literary sage" is not simple. The title of a person with the word "sacred" as the suffix, such as Lisheng, Yasheng, is a person who is qualified to erect a statue of a god in a Confucian temple, and the location of the statue must be extremely important. Come forward.
If you want to blame it, blame it on Liu Chicheng, a half-hearted scholar. He is too shallow and does not do his job all day long. He has never been interested in the situation of a continent. He only wants to have fun with the pitiful ink in his stomach. Deceive women's feelings. Of course, he himself was also responsible. He felt that in a barbarian land like Dongbaopingzhou, even if it took thousands of years to accumulate knowledge, there would still be only a handful of monks in the upper five realms, so he didn't need to worry about it at all.
Qi Jingchun waved his sleeves casually, and the restrictions created by Liu Chicheng disappeared.
A gentleman treats others with sincerity.
As a result, the bearded man and the young Taoist priest soon noticed something strange here, and they looked at each other in confusion. Is the guy in pink Taoist robe the poor scholar Liu Chicheng? Why do you still have this weird habit of smelling like powder? The elderly scholar in blue shirt, againHow sacred.
Liu Chicheng narrowed his eyes.
He actually broke through the deceit he had set up in an instant. Although he is only half a Jade Pu Realm cultivation level, the profound magical powers inherited from the Demon Sect of Baidi City, even if it is a A real Jade Pu Realm Qi Practitioner would not be able to break through the restrictions so easily.
Zhang Shanfeng was about to get up and go to Chen Ping'an, but Xu Yuanxia grabbed his arm and reminded him softly: "Let's continue talking about our affairs over there. Don't get involved." , it’s best for us both to look at and hear no evil.”
Then the bearded man saw the green-robed Confucian scholar looking towards them, smiled and nodded in greeting.
Xu Yuanxia quickly returned the gift with cupped fists.
Qi Jingchun asked with a smile: "Senior, are you the master of Liuli Pavilion in Baidi City?"
Liu Chicheng nodded playfully: "Why, have you heard of my name? Isn't it notorious? I already have a bad reputation in the Middle-earth Divine Continent?" Qi Jingchun shook his head and said: "I once traveled across the Yellow River and met the Lord of Baidi City once by the river, and we talked about our seniors."
Liu Chicheng suddenly cursed: "Fuck you! I'm so big How can senior brother go out of the city to meet people?! With my senior brother’s temper, even those old men with statues in the Confucian Temple have never taken the initiative to greet guests in the city. If you just show your face in the clouds, you have already sold your Confucian reputation. Why do you two meet on the bank of a river? Good boy, there should be a limit to bragging!"
Qi Jingchun laughed dumbly and said: "The city lord also invited me to talk for three rounds, but I was temporarily busy at that time and had to return to the academy immediately, so I owed it first. I never thought that after that, I would never have the chance again. It is really helpless to return to Baidi City."
Liu Chicheng raised his hands and rubbed his cheeks vigorously. Although he was angry. After breaking up with his senior brother, there was no longer any love, but deep down in his heart, he always had respect for the lord of Baidi City. It was a kind of pure admiration and worship, so he was hesitant to take action decisively and slap him. Shoot away the last remnant of this guy's soul in this world.
Since the Liuli Pavilion Master in front of him did not want to believe it, Qi Jingchun said nothing more.
Qi Jingchun actually had a good impression of the great demon of Baidi City who had reappeared in the world. The first time this person had murderous intentions was when the swordsman of the Shushui Kingdom attacked the young fox fairy. Kill indiscriminately and painfully. A scholar full of benevolence, justice and morality, there is no shortage of sanctimonious hypocrites and people in the devil's way, but in fact, there is also no shortage of romantic people. Qi Jingchun followed Senior Brother Zuo several times and traveled around the world together. He has already experienced it, and of course he will not be black and white.
Not to mention the case of the broken glass in Baidi City thousands of years ago, Qi Jingchun was already convinced of the big demon in front of him.
Qi Jingchun patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder and smiled at Liu Chicheng: "Chen Pingan will definitely not be able to become your disciple. But when it comes to sword training, if the senior is willing to teach me, Chen Pingan is willing." I, Qi Jingchun, am happy to see the results."
Liu Chicheng stretched out a finger and shook it gently, "I know exactly what situation you are in now, and the spring breeze condenses it. It’s just a little bit of soul. Even if you were a Confucian saint in the upper five realms during your lifetime, today is different from the past. Do you think you have the ability to bargain with me?”
Qi Jingchun glanced at the big demon in pink Taoist robes. As soon as he looked around, he saw Liu Chicheng's murderous intention emerging and ready to make a move.
The demon race’s mind is easily shaken and difficult to settle. They make many choices and are more inclined to obey their innate violent nature, which leads to many tragic situations in the world.
It is not without reason that Haoran Tianxia suppresses and restricts the great monsters in the world. Someone once said that "people who are not of my race must have different minds" and "monsters and monsters are born to be content. Stealing life, likes to seize the vitality of all things, only the human race can educate and be willing to be generous in righteousness. "These views and remarks are very hard to hear outside the human race. In fact, during the period when the Li Sheng was in charge of the world, there were many academic saints who made suggestions, and simply gave them to everyone. The great demons who reached the upper five realms were encircled and suppressed, and they were all imprisoned in prison to avoid future troubles. It’s just that the Lisheng didn’t accept it in the end.
Qi Jingchun was a little emotional.
In the final analysis, the truth about monsters in the world lies in the word "living", which is the tireless pursuit of living to become a strong person, unfettered and lawless.
The truth of the world lies in the word "rules". Within the rules, the common people will be benefited.
Qi Jingchun stretched out a hand and said with a smile: "If you are unreasonable and just want to convince others with force, then I will use my sword to chop off half of your moral skills."
The locust wood sword box behind Chen Ping'an, the long sword that he privately named "Jiang Yao", trembled happily, inch by inch, like the rain after a long drought. Unsheath slowly and bullfight with anger!
Liu Chicheng’s pink Taoist robes swayed, his eyes were full of hostility, and his whole body was full of majestic evil aura. He asked with a smile: "Qi, are you sure you have it?" A chance to seize the magical weapon that is specially designed to target the demon clan? Even if I can't crush your soul with one punch, aren't you afraid that I will punch Chen Ping'an?Into meat? "
Qi Jingchun looked as usual, as if he was telling the most natural truth, "As long as I, Qi Jingchun, am still alive, no one can bully my junior brother in the slightest. "
Liu Chicheng laughed loudly and said: "I still don't believe this evil! ”
Liu Chicheng’s pupils shrank sharply.
His entire body was enveloped in a pale golden ball of light
But above the head, there was a little hole first, just like the scene when a small hole in the Yellow River cave was cut by the man with a sword, just like the sheltering willow. Chicheng's Baidi City Hunyuan Golden Light Array first showed a slight flaw. In Liu Chicheng's sight, a black dot as small as a mustard seed appeared, then a tiny black line, and finally the golden light array was completely split open with a crash.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the center of Liu Chicheng's eyebrows, not more than an inch away.
It’s not that he loses the ability to fight because he has lost the initiative. On the contrary, Baidi City has always been famous for its complex Taoism and numerous magical powers. Just the robe on his body that is comparable to a semi-immortal soldier can make him stand up He stood still and carried the sword with all his strength.
But the sword in the blue shirt holding a sword in one hand was not the long sword made by Ruan Qiong. That simple locust wood sword
So Liu Chicheng chose to take a step back and settle the matter
Because the guy named Qi Jingchun was originally a man. They didn't mean to be too aggressive.
They each took a step back.
Qi Jingchun slowly put away the wooden sword and put it back behind Chen Pingan. He opened the box and said with a smile: "If this sword was shot by A Liang or Senior Brother Zuo, it would be a different story. "
Liu Chicheng asked: "Eldest brother really went out of the city to see you? And you even took the initiative to invite me to play three games of chess? "
Qi Jingchun nodded.
This is the fact. There is no need to be proud of it, nor to hide it.
< /p>What's more, Qi Jingchun has never taken these experiences to heart.
This is because young Cui Han is still complacent and once played ten games of chess with the lord of Baidi City among the colorful clouds. , the two people's personalities are worlds apart.
Liu Chicheng sighed, looking dazed.
It was as if a glass cup was shattered in his heart. There is both loss and relief.
In his heart, no matter how resentful and resentful his senior brother was for being ruthless, that man with his eyes above his head was invincible after all, and he was an innocent and romantic man, and he should not make exceptions for anyone.
Liu Chicheng was a little frustrated, "Since I can't be a master and apprentice with Chen Pingan, I won't teach him swordsmanship. My Taoism is not that cheap. The surname is Qi, Since you are so capable, you can teach it yourself."
He seemed a little angry, turned around and strode towards the gate of the ancient temple.
Qi Jingchun suddenly said: "Stay here for now, I have a message to give you."
Liu Chicheng turned around, a little confused.
Suddenly, there were ripples of strange light and splendor in his inner lake.
Then shock and ecstasy appeared on Liu Chicheng's face. After having mixed feelings, he asked softly: "What a Qi Jingchun, people like you are incredible in any world. How could the Immortal fall to this level?"
Qi Jingchun asked with a smile: "Why did you fall so low?"
Liu Chicheng was slightly startled. , Xin Yue said sincerely: "I am ashamed of myself. This time I owe Chen Pingan a favor. In the future, when I become famous again in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, I can ask Chen Pingan to go to Baidi City to find me."
Before Liu Chicheng left the ancient temple, he waved his sleeves and caught a young fox fairy hiding in the dark, and took him away from the ancient temple together.
The young fox fairy had previously changed into a new set of clothes, and had several layers of rouge on her face, one red and one green, which looked ridiculous. Perhaps this was the Beauty in Pink she had mistakenly thought. ?
In her arms, she also has a favorite secret book that she keeps close to her all year round. It is poorly printed and full of typos. It is called "The Talented Man and the Beautiful Woman" and contains stories about the love between men and women. By the way, I mentioned above. I learned some virtuous etiquette of ladies, such as speaking in a soft and gentle voice when talking to others. When you see a handsome scholar for the first time, you should first lower your head in shyness, then look up timidly to peek once, and then blush and lower your head once. There is a lot of knowledge in it. It has benefited her a lot, and she will cry every time she reads some stories with sad endings.
Liu Chicheng forcibly abducted her. She was originally frightened, but when she saw a handsome young man standing outside the ancient temple, he was holding a wicker and there was a red mark between his eyebrows. , she became excited again, feeling that God was treating her well, so she rewarded the man she fell in love with at first sight.
Liu Chicheng took his apprentice and the fox demon down the mountain and went far away, not knowing where he was going.
Qi Jingchun looked around and took Chen Pingan away from GuTemple, in the open space outside the door, with the help of the moonlight, we can look at the night view of the mountains in the distance.
Qi Jingchun said softly: "People have three souls and seven souls, and the three souls are fetal light, refreshing spirit, and ghost essence. After I die, most of my soul and luck will be returned to After leaving this world, disciples Li Baoping, Li Huai and the other children were given a Qi character each. But beside you, Zhao Yao and Song Jixin, they all secretly left a ray of spring breeze with their remaining three souls. , my current identity cannot actually be regarded as a complete Qi Jingchun, I can only be regarded as a protector who escorts you for a certain distance. The path chosen by Song Jixin is further and further away from the orthodoxy of Confucianism. The world is like this, everyone has his own destiny, and cannot be forced. ”
“Zhao Yao was blocked by Cui Han at that time. Due to the situation, he had to hand over the seal of ‘The World Welcomes Spring’. This was something I had already calculated, so I planned it in advance. He told Zhao Yao that he did not need to be obsessed with the life or death of a seal. However, after that, when Zhao Yao had another opportunity on his way to another continent, his state of mind still showed some flaws. He might not want you again in the future. The nominal junior uncle, help him once."
Chen Pingan hesitated.
Qi Jingchun smiled and said: "You mean you didn't agree to my husband's request, so you are not considered my junior brother? It doesn't matter, you don't recognize the old scholar as your sir, I still recognize you as my junior brother." Junior brother's."
Chen Pingan scratched his head and nodded: "Okay!"
Qi Jingchun patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder, "This way. Come on, are you tired?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's very exciting. In addition to practicing boxing, you will also encounter mountains and rivers, and make new friends like Xu Daxia and Zhang Shanfeng. , and I saw many charming creatures, so I’m not tired.”
As if he was afraid that Mr. Qi wouldn’t believe it, Chen Pingan said with a smile, “I’m really not tired!”
Qi Jingchun hummed.
He knew that this was just because the young man didn’t feel tired. How could he not be tired at all despite the bumpy journey? The boring practice of boxing day after day, what is carried on the thin shoulders is more of the expectations of others and the hardships of the world. It is even more necessary to be wary of the dangers of the human heart. The people and things we face are all inexplicable. Being tired is the weird thing.
It’s just that the young man shouldered a heavy burden, but thought about not letting others worry.
After learning that Mr. Qi didn’t know everything, Chen Pingan told him about the magical crucian carp crossing the mountain, the flowing water alley in Huang Tingguo Inn, and the Chenghuang Hall in Rouge County. Shen Wen, Mr. Qi’s admiration, and also talked about the power of the pair of landscape seals, Wei Bo who moved from Qidun Mountain to his hometown of Piyun Mountain, and the ghosts in wedding clothes and the skeletal ghosts with different temperaments. Of course, what Chen Pingan talks about the most is wearing a hatThe man who said that when he talked about Mr. Qi, his smile was bright and his whole face was squeezed together, but that moment seemed to be the most sad moment for A Liang. In the end, he said with a smile that he punched a guy named Lao Er back to the world. However, after the reunion, A Liang also told himself that there was no need to rush to practice swordsmanship. Once you practice boxing to the extreme, you are already practicing swordsmanship. , so Chen Pingan was not particularly anxious...
Qi Jingchun stood side by side with the gushing young man and asked with a smile: "Do you miss A-Liang very much?"
p>Chen Pingan looked up at the sky and murmured: "A Liang will always come back."
Chen Pingan turned to look at Mr. Qi, "right?"
Qi Jingchun smiled and nodded.
Chen Pingan asked again: "What about Mr. Qi?"
Qi Jingchun sighed, shook his head and said: "I will send you thousands of miles, and finally There is a farewell. I, Qi Jingchun, can only do this in my life."
Chen Pingan lowered his head and looked at his feet silently.
This news is just like in Yang's shop. Although Chen Ping'an had already had a premonition, he still felt sad when he heard the words "not worth it" from Old Man Yang himself. Still sad, but not ordinary sad.
Qi Jingchun stretched out her hand and gently placed it on the young man's head, "This time, these remnants of my soul are said to be the protectors of the three of you. In the end, all the spring breeze gathered here, in fact, it is not the case. I have no regrets about letting you travel around the world on my behalf, Qi Jingchun."
Qi Jingchun smiled knowingly, "You can be sad, but you can also drink."
< /p>Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd from his waist and handed it to Qi Jingchun with red eyes.
Qi Jingchun, whose figure became more and more unsteady, stretched out, shook his head and said with a smile: "I'll just keep my share as a spare."
Chen Ping'an himself didn't drink, so don't look back.
I am afraid that I will really drink and become an alcoholic.
Qi Jingchun suddenly said: "Chen Pingan, can I practice boxing with you one last time?"
Chen Pingan wondered: "Six-step walking? "
Qi Jingchun nodded.
Chen Pingan took a deep breath, moved forward slowly, and punched leisurely.
Yue Hui is pure and clean, and the Confucian scholar in blue shirt is beside Chen Pingan, following the young man forward and punching, also leisurely.
After Chen Pingan walked through the boxing pile, he stopped lightly and stopped practicing boxing. </p>
He did not turn around to look, he just looked into the distance. There was no spring breeze lingering on Chen Pingan's sleeves.
He knows.
Mr. Qi is really gone.