Chen Ping'an was actually a little surprised. It was rare to meet someone who could speak the elegant language of Dongbaopingzhou in Daoxuan Mountain. But after walking so far, he knew that monks don't talk about names, and Tao doesn't talk about longevity. When you meet strangers, you risk your life. However, it seems inappropriate to ask who his family name is.
Chen Pingan took the couple into the Jingjian Pavilion and told the couple what Jin Su had told him. Moreover, Chen Pingan had a good memory since he was a child. There were houses full of imitation swords and scrolls of sword immortals. , as long as he cared enough to remember it, Chen Pingan could immediately tell the couple their name, sword name and general resume.
After taking the couple on a tour, Chen Pingan also had an idea. Since he had used the sword, he would stay in Daixuan Mountain for a while and use some of the swords in the Jingjian Pavilion that had good luck. Immortals and fairy swords are all recorded one by one. In the future, they can be brought back to Luoluo Shanzhulou. When bored, you can take them out and look through them, just like those small bamboo slips engraved with beautiful poems and human principles. When they are basking in the sun, even if Looking at it from a distance, Chen Pingan felt particularly comfortable and warm, as if the sun was not shining on the bamboo slips and words, but on his own heart.
When I was excerpting and copying, I could just practice calligraphy, but I didn’t know whether the pen and ink paper from Xuanxuanshan would be very expensive.
The young woman smiled and said, "You have a very good memory."
Chen Pingan put away his thoughts and grinned. This kind of ability is nothing in the mountains. I think this lady must be talking politely.
Chen Pingan is really underestimating himself this time, because the couple with excellent eyesight has determined that every time Chen Pingan looks at a certain imitation of a fairy sword, he is already confident. This is called foresight. Arrived, my heart has arrived. This is a famous bottleneck for sword cultivators. It determines the ultimate height of sword cultivators, whether they are just a small sword cultivator whose heart is restrained by flying swords, or a great swordsman who can control thousands of swords.
After walking through most of the room, Chen Pingan still took the trouble to follow the couple who watched carefully. In fact, he told the general history of Jingjian Pavilion. The next step was just to choose to pay homage to the sword immortal or the famous one based on his interest. Sword, but the woman would occasionally chat with Chen Pingan, and Chen Pingan would continue to follow them.
From beginning to end, the man didn't say much, but suddenly said: "I'll go to the front and wait for you."
The woman nodded, not paying attention, and continued to talk to Chen. Peaceful chat. Although Chen Ping'an had been to Jingjian Pavilion once, he actually didn't know much about the Great Wall of Sword Qi except for the famous sword immortals on the wall. On the contrary, the woman who came here because of its reputation spoke a lot about it. The legendary deeds of the Sword Immortal, such as the founder named Dong. The reason why his sword is called "Three Corpses" is not because he believes in Taoism, but because he once entered the hinterland of the demon world alone, killing people along the way. After killing three great demons in the five realms, the Dong family rose to prominence in the Sword Qi Great Wall. Later, almost all the heads of the Dong family personally killed great demons in the Jade Pu realm and even the Immortal realm...
Now that they have talked about the Dong family, the woman will happily take Chen Ping'an to find the "bamboo basket""Imitation of the Immortal Sword. The owner of the sword was an ancestor of the Dong family. At that time, the Dong family had already faded. The head of the family was seriously injured to death by a great demon. The sword energy in the family was in a state of decline. Then there was a The young sword cultivator of the Golden Core Realm of the Dong family resolutely took the ancestral "one-foot-tall" sword and embarked on the path of slaying monsters that his ancestor had walked. No one was optimistic about this person. Next, two hundred years later, this sword cultivator returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi with one man and one sword, carrying a bamboo basket containing the head of a thirteenth-level demon. Before he climbed to the top of the city, he was already close to collapse. The broken sword was ten feet high, and the word "Dong" was carved on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. From then on, the man made a new sword and named it Zhuqi. >
The Dong family has been one of the most important surnames in Jianqi Great Wall ever since.
After chatting, the woman learned that the boy’s surname was Chen, and she smiled and asked Chen Pingan if he had paid attention to that gun. "Feilaishan".
Chen Pingan smiled shyly and was a little embarrassed. Because the owner of this strangely named fairy sword was named Chen, Chen Pingan paid special attention to it and remembered it clearly. Chen Ping'an, the sword fairy of Chen, even remembers that the fairy wears a sword very carefully. If he has never learned painting and does not have a master of painting like the Guihua Island painter around, he can ask for advice. Chen Ping'an hopes to be able to do so in the next period of time. After moving these "sword immortals" back to Luopo Mountain, the woman smiled and picked out some of Chen Pingan's old friends and told them heart-stirring stories. p>
When someone tells it in words instead of cold words and concise records in a few sentences, the story will often be very exciting, like monuments and willow trees along the long river of time. Standing under the trees, you can feel their shade. Outside the shade, there are violent storms and the rivers of time are turbulent.
Chen Ping'an, who originally planned to never drink again, couldn't help but feel sad. I started drinking.
It is very sad not to be liked by the girl you like, but if the sky is not falling, how can you live?
This is the way to live. This was something Chen Pingan suddenly wanted to understand when he returned to Jingjian Pavilion.
But Chen Pingan would not feel that his sad incident was insignificant after knowing so many sword immortals.
This was even more uncomfortable than when Chen Pingan was beaten to death in Luoluo Mangosteen House.
The former was different. Just get over it.
But the latter’s pain may not last for a day, a month, a year, a hundred years, or even a lifetime.
The strangest thing is. The reason is that Chen Ping'an will feel even more uncomfortable when he thinks that one day he will fall in love with another girl.
The book said that drinking to drown sorrow will make it worse, so it scared him before. I didn’t even dare to drink anymore.
Unconsciously, from the beginning of Chen Pingan’s leading the way, to the end of the woman’s long speech.The description and explanation came naturally, and neither of them felt anything was wrong.
Then Chen Pingan saw the man. He was standing at the door of the last room, looking at himself and the woman with a smile.
The man doesn't like to talk. When we were walking together, he only occasionally looked at Chen Pingan.
Walking into the last room and walking to the sword stand next to Cornelius and Youhuang, the woman exclaimed in surprise, "Why don't these two have portraits? I heard that the owner of Cornelius Sword, He is a very handsome man from Jian Qi Great Wall."
Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed and glanced carefully at the man beside him, not to overturn the jealousy.
I never thought that the man would retaliate immediately, "The mistress of Youhuang is also a rare beauty in the world."
Chen Pingan immediately defended the woman, and the woman joked A few words, so what? As a man, you should be more generous. How can you be so tit-for-tat?
The woman rolled her eyes at her man and smiled at Chen Pingan: "Thank you for taking me to Jingjian Pavilion this time."
Chen Pingan waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's okay. , I like to visit here myself, and I will come back in the next few days."
The man narrowed his eyes and said: "I heard that there is a little fool in Jingjian Pavilion who likes to wipe the saliva on these two swords and the sword stand. , Could it be you?"
Chen Pingan pretended to be confused and waved his hands vigorously, "No, how could I be so stupid?"
The woman secretly stepped on the man's instep, and then said to Chen Ping'an: "We are leaving, do you want to leave here together?"
The man suddenly asked: "I see you are also a drinker. "Yes, do you want to drink? I know a good place to drink, it's cheap and good, it's not that I don't want to greet you."
Chen Pingan shook his head.
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The man said angrily: "I'll give you a drink. Why are you afraid of bad guys in Daixuan Mountain? Besides, look at our couple. Are you someone who covets your broken sword and your broken sword gourd?"
Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed.
This man is too straightforward in his words.
The man was kicked by the woman again, and the latter complained: "Who said you hate people who persuade people to drink the most?"
The man did not dare to compete with his wife, so he stared at her. Eyes are peaceful.
Chen Pingan smiled at the woman.
The man became more and more angry, but he was already dragged by the woman towards the door of the house.
The three of them walked out of Jingjian Pavilion and walked down the steps.
The man held it in for a long time and asked, "You really don't want to drink? All the drunkards and wine fairies in the world want to drink the Wangyou wine from the Upside Down Mountain. It is said to be a unique wine made by Confucian sages. There is no such shop in this village. Please think about it before you answer me."
Chen Ping'an lowered his head and looked at the sword gourd. There was not much sweet-scented osmanthus wine left in it.
The man clicked his tongue and said: "Boy, you are the only mother-in-law.With Mom's temper, it would be difficult to find a wife. "
This knife really stabbed Chen Ping'an in the heart. He thought to himself that I am so disrespectful to my mother-in-law, and now I am like a lonely ghost, wandering around Daixuan Mountain in the middle of the night. Otherwise, Maybe he’s still taking a walk with Miss Ning to enjoy the scenery!
Chen Ping’an snorted coldly: “Don’t drink! Without a wife, there is no wife! "
This is Chen Pingan's rare temper tantrum.
Looking away, facing the lady, Chen Pingan looked too good. He cupped his hands and said: "Mrs. , will be posted later.
The young woman smiled and said: "You should try the Wangyou wine from the upside-down mountain. Even an ordinary Jade Pu realm Qi practitioner would find it difficult to get a glass of it." We had a close relationship with the shopkeeper there, so we were able to enter the wine shop. If you really like drinking, don't miss it. Well, even if you don’t like drinking, it’s best not to miss it. "
Chen Pingan hesitated.
The man began to complain, "Look, look, naughty, do you like it?" I don’t really like it anyway. ”
Chen Pingan had a dark face, thinking about what I want you to do.
Actually, Chen Pingan was like a drunken man tonight, and his temper was really not good. After all, the Clay Bodhisattva also has anger.
The woman ignored the small-bellied man, patted the young man on the shoulder, and joked: "Let's go drink together. I think you have something on your mind. When the time comes, drink." Don't worry about what this guy is talking about, just drink your own wine. The sky is big and the earth is big, the wine glass is the biggest, the mountains are high and the water is far away, the wine is the deepest. "
Chen Pingan scratched his head and followed the woman.
The man followed the two of them, looked back at Jingjian Pavilion, and twitched his lips.
A Taoist nun from Xuanxuan Mountain who was responsible for guarding the Jingjian Pavilion was thrown out of the Jingjian Pavilion. She came to the square at the foot of Gufeng Mountain and burst into tears facing the little Taoist boy who was flipping through a book. When his own master accused the man of his crimes, the little Taoist boy listened absently to the Taoist monk's angry words and asked, "You still don't know who he is, do you? "
The golden elixir realm Taoist nun shook her head blankly.
The little Taoist boy nodded, "That means those who don't know are not guilty. You can go. "
The Taoist nun became more and more confused.
The man holding a sword on the horse post in the back gloated: "It is the laziness of the teacher who is not strict in teaching.
The little Taoist boy said angrily: "Fart, this is a Confucian bastard's statement, and I will never respect this in my lineage!" Since when has being a human being and cultivating Taoism not been your own business? ! "
The Taoist nun was so frightened that she shivered and stayed where she was, with her eyebrows lowered and not daring to move at all.
The man holding the sword not only did not stop at the good news, but instead added fuel to the fire and said with a smile: "No wonder the portrait of your Taoist ancestor hangs so high in the Shangxiang Tower. It is thousands of miles away from your three masters. "
The little Taoist boy jumped up and said, "Are you looking for a beating? "
The man holding the sword laughed and said: "FortunatelyIt’s a good thing you didn’t say ‘you’re looking for death’, otherwise I would have criticized you for talking nonsense. I don't have any other advantages. As A Liang said, I am just a straight person. So when it comes to flattering others and exposing others' shortcomings, A Liang said that I am at the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall. "
Xiao Dao gritted his teeth with childish anger, clasped his hands behind his back, spinning around on the big futon, muttering to himself: "Do you think you are A Liang here? You are a native refugee over there... If it hadn't been for Master's warning to be kind to others, I would have beaten you beyond recognition today, regardless of whether you were suppressed by heaven and earth here, fell half a level, and couldn't win. What's wrong with Wu Zhe? I'll beat you until you dare not see anyone for a year, and that'll be a pleasure. I'll beat you until you're just like the senior brother on Lone Peak... I've been displeased with you for several years..."
That The Taoist nun who originally expected her master to support her felt regretful when she saw the master getting angry for the first time. She should not have done this.
Especially when the master accidentally leaked something. After Tianji, the Taoist nun felt that her life in Daixuan Mountain would be very difficult.
The uncle Tianjun who was in charge of the central solitary peak might not be bothered to pay attention to him, but his eldest disciple, that person. Master Jiaolong, who holds a fly whisk in his hand, is now the third in command of Hanging Mountain, but he is famous for his respect for his teachers. He will definitely let her wear her little shoes till the end of the world. She will definitely do it...
Taoist Aunt I want to cry but I don’t have any tears.
Why do you have to deal with such a master who never protects you?
On the street outside Jingjian Pavilion, Chen Pingan finished shopping with their wife for no reason. In Jingjian Pavilion, I followed the two of them to some wine shop to drink Wangyou wine.
Occasionally, I would be in a trance, or be questioned by my wife. It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that it took less than a stick of incense. , the three of them came to a wine shop that had not yet closed, but the business was deserted. There was not a single customer in the shop. There was only a young shopkeeper who was taking a nap on the wine table, and the other was teasing a caged bird behind the counter. The old man.
The old shopkeeper glanced at the couple and said, "There are few guests, so this wine must be brought out. "
Then he glanced at the young man carrying the sword behind them, frowned, but sighed and said nothing, as if out of affection, he turned a blind eye. .
Then the old man shouted at the lazy guy, "Xu Jia! Sleep, sleep, sleep, why don't you die? We have a guest, go bring a jar of wine! ”
The young man named Xu Jia suddenly woke up, wiped his saliva, stood up feebly, hunched over and moved a jar of wine, placed it on the table where the three people were sitting, yawned and said: "You three gentlemen, please drink slowly. As per the old rules, there is no food in this restaurant.
The woman nodded in greeting, then smiled at Chen Ping'an who was sitting opposite: "There was a very powerful monk who once traveled here and drank Wangyou wine. He was full of praise and claimed that ' Only this wine can destroy the Buddha in my heart.'
The old man in charge of the shop smiled and said: "No, the old monk is really powerful. I'm afraid even if A Liang slashes with his sword several times, he still won't be able to break that bald donkey's throat."Abbot heaven and earth. ”
In the end, I still want to say that my own wine is the best in the world.
But when Chen Pingan heard others mention A Liang in Daixuan Mountain, he was still very happy in his heart.< /p>
So this time, I really wanted to drink some wine.
As a result, the old man slapped the counter and said angrily: "You fucking get angry when I mention A-Liang!" He is the only one in the world who owes me more than twenty jars of wine money! Who dared to owe me money for drinks, including Chen Chun'an from Posuzhou back then, the female Martial Goddess not long ago, and those old people from various schools of thought earlier? ”
“Let’s talk about the scholar in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. When he was at his lowest, he had not yet made a fortune. He was just a small sea-viewing realm Qi practitioner, fighting for wine
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Hundreds of poems, what is the wine fight, this is the wine I have here! But he came back and forth three times, and he owed me less than four or five jars of wine in total. Ah Liang has done something wrong and I have suffered! "
The woman blinked at Chen Ping'an, as if to say that the old man had this temper, let him go as he said, and don't pay attention to him.
The young store clerk said gloomily: "Old man , Can you please forget about A Liang? The lady has not returned to Daoxuanshan because of him. I miss the lady to death. "
The old man suddenly became much quieter and muttered: "That kind of heartless girl can just stay outside and cause harm to others. "
The wine jar was opened, and there were three big white bowls. After the man poured a bowl of wine into each bowl, as the lady said, he hated people who persuaded people to drink the most in his life. He said straightforwardly: "You can drink if you want to. Drunk. ”
Chen Pingan carefully took a sip. There was no big taste. It was just a little stronger than the sweet-scented osmanthus brew, but it couldn’t be said to burn the knife to cut off the liver and intestines. Chen Pingan took two more sips. After taking a small sip, there was still no movement in my throat and stomach, so I was completely relieved. I guess this Wangyou wine has another secret, and it’s not about the taste.
One jar of wine requires two large bowls per person. After that, the bottom was seen.
The woman turned to look at the old shopkeeper with a smile and asked for an extra jar. The old man looked at the smiling woman, sighed, and went to get an extra jar himself. , placed the two jars of wine gently on the table, "The three jars of wine are all considered as my invitation to you, and are not included in the account. ”
Chen Pingan’s face was red after drinking, but his mind was clear and clear. He seemed not drunk, let alone drunk, but he could clearly feel his tipsy state.
After drinking, I just want to say something more.
It’s like those wine burps. It doesn’t matter if you hold them in, but in the end it’s easy to spit them out.
The man was immersed in drinking, or looking out of the shop, wandering thousands of miles away.
The woman seemed to like chatting with Chen Pingan, and they even traveled to Chen Pingan's hometown twice.
Since Chen Pingan was not drunk, he only picked people and things that he could talk about.
Somehow he ended up talking about the girl.
After four drinks, he made up his mind. Big bowl of wineChen Ping'an, who overturned the bowl and called a truce, silently poured himself a bowl of wine. He still didn't say anything about sending the sword. He just said that he had something to do and had to leave his hometown for a trip to Daoxuan Mountain. There happened to be a girl he knew from her home. On the other side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the two of them met, it was that simple.
The woman smiled and said: "Then you walked a long way?"
Chen Pingan held the bowl, thought for a while, shook his head and said: "It's not far, I think. With every step you take, you get closer and you don’t feel far away.”
The man sneered: “How long have you known and been with that girl? Isn’t it too much that you keep saying you like her? A little more frivolous?"
Chen Ping'an didn't know how to refute, but said gloomily: "I can't control who I like. If you think it's frivolous, I don't care about you either." /p>
The man snorted coldly. He was probably hurt by Chen Ping'an's words. The key is that the young man said it very sincerely.
There are rumors on the mountain, I don’t know whether they are true or false.
Drinking Wangyou wine means you are a sincere person.
The woman comforted: "Then you were rejected by the girl? Don't be discouraged. Have you ever heard that some people are destined to be right as long as they meet again. If we can meet again, it is the best. "
Chen Ping'an took a big sip of wine and his eyes were blurry, but his eyes were as clear as a stream, with happiness, sadness, regret, and joy all flowing and dry. All I heard was that the young man shook his head and said with a smile: "If you like someone, you have to make them happy. If you like someone, they must be with you. Is this still like you?"
Speaking of which Here, the young man shed tears, "But that's what I said, but in fact I was almost heartbroken to death. I actually wish that the whole Xuanxuan Mountain and the whole world knew that I liked that girl. Then I just hope There is only one girl in the world who likes me..."
In the end, Chen Ping'an was so drunk that he forgot to drink several large bowls of wine and put his head on the wine table. Broken thoughts.
He even forgot how he had quarreled with the man and even had a fight.
In a dream but not a dream, between waking and not sleeping, he seemed to be angry and rose from the fourth realm to the seventh realm in one go. From then on, he had no fate with the fourth realm, the strongest martial arts. , the woman seemed to have asked him, is it worth giving up his martial arts career to fight against a girl's parents? How can you become the most powerful swordsman and great swordsman in the world in the future? ”
Chen Pingan’s answer at the time was, “If I like a girl, I don’t just say it. If I don’t do this today, if you are Ning Yao’s parents, do you think I, Chen Pingan, really love me?” If you are rich, have a high level of cultivation, and really become a Great Sword Immortal, will you give important things to your daughter? No... I like it that way, but actually I don’t like it that much. It must have been a lie from the beginning..."
Chen Pingan has no memory of all this.
The old shopkeeper lookcalm.
I am used to seeing all kinds of things in the world that have lasted for thousands of years.
The young store clerk watched with interest.
In the end, Chen Ping'an was completely drunk. The man looked at the boy and took a sip of wine. "I still don't like this boy. He's clumsy, stupid, boring, not romantic enough, not elegant enough, and not qualified enough." It's just okay, my temper is careless, and my temper is stubborn. If I quarrel with my daughter in the future, no one is willing to give in, what should I do? With my daughter's temper, will she admit her mistake?"
The woman smiled and said, "Admit your mistake? Do you also know that it was probably our daughter who was at fault first? Did you know that the boy would let her do everything?"
The man felt guilty and stopped talking angrily.
The woman suddenly smiled and said: "I remember, you said earlier that the child was not romantic enough. Is it the romantic style of a scholar and a poet, or the romantic style of galloping through flowers?"
Hidden murderous intent.
The man had an idea and admired himself greatly. He picked up the wine bowl and said boldly: "It's the romantic who carved the words on the Great Wall of Sword Qi!"
The woman smiled.
The man laughed dryly and found the steps for himself, "Actually, this silly boy is quite good. Our daughter really has to find someone like this."
The woman is warm. Smiling, he looked outside the shop and muttered to himself for no reason, "I'm sorry."
The men around him were his daughter Ning Yao, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and Haoran Tianxia.
I feel sorry for all the women.
The deceitful tricks used by men and women have disappeared after Chen Pingan became drunk.
The girl Chen Pingan likes is both like him and her.
The man sitting side by side with her gently held the woman's hand and said, "We can only forgive our daughter, not anyone."
The man suddenly smiled brightly, Looking at Chen Pingan, "Our daughter's vision is amazing."
The woman nodded with a smile, "Follow me."
The man suddenly said helplessly: "This unscrupulous person Silly girl, is it so difficult to say that?”
The woman nodded and said, “Of course it’s difficult for a girl who likes the other person to hope that the boy who likes her will like him. The girl who died on the battlefield?"
The man touched his forehead and said, "It's over! You're killing me!"
The Great Wall of Sword Qi , on the stone cliff of Zhanlongtai.
She lay there and whispered: "Chen Ping'an, listen to me, I don't dislike you."
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