Chapter 352: Ancestral Hall Sign, Moonlight Above the Head

(The sentence at the end of the chapter is borrowed from a comment by a reader in the Zongheng circle. It is so well written.)

After Lao Tianjun and Zhong Kui left, nothing happened the whole night.

Pei Qian, who was fighting with his eyes, hugged Chen Pingan to the window sill and asked her to go back to sleep.

Chen Ping'an stayed alone in the courtyard without walking or practicing his sword. He sat at the stone table and thought about his future plans.

Occasionally, I lost my mind and looked up at the night. I heard Zhong Kui said before that among the saints worshiped in the Confucian Confucian Temple, except for some who went to expand the territory and find new paradises, there would be many other saints sitting here. In the sky of vast continents, lakes and seas, overlooking the human world, in their eyes, the great monks in the world, whether on the mountain or below, are like ordinary people looking at the fireflies floating in the summer night. The intensity of the light depends on the realm of the land gods. High and low. Therefore, in the battle at Taiping Mountain, the White Ape let go and fought with all his strength, and there was no concealment. In the vision of the saint above Tongyezhou, it was like two groups of rays of light suddenly exploding, thus attracting the saint to fall and preventing the powerful man. The great monks are those who make unreasonable troubles or fight with selfish anger. Once they have no scruples, they will destroy the mountains and rivers and cause suffering to the people.

Most of the time, Chen Pingan closed his eyes and rested, silently reciting the immortal mantras on the jade slips of Biyou Mansion in his heart.

Read it a hundred times and you will see its meaning. All laws in the world are inseparable from its origin.

At dawn, Chen Pingan opened his eyes and heard the footsteps of old general Yao Zhen outside the hospital. He stopped at the door of the hospital, as if hesitating whether to knock on the door.

Chen Pingan stood up and opened the courtyard door. Yao Zhen smiled and said: "As expected of a martial arts master, he can distinguish people by listening to their steps."

Chen Pingan asked: "Where is the post house? Want to take a walk in the garden to relax?"

Yao Zhen and Chen Ping'an walked side by side and said slowly: "The reason why I didn't follow you during the day yesterday was to visit the place where the ancient immortal rode a crane and ascended. I got the news that the envoy from Mirage City was coming to the inn, so I had to wait until the second watch in the evening to see the distinguished guest. Guess who it is?"

Since I asked him? Chen Pingan will definitely not be a figure in Mirage City who has nothing to do with him. Chen Pingan had a flash of inspiration and replied: "Shen Guogong Gao Shizhen."

Yao Zhen stretched out his thumb and nodded. : "It is the Duke of the country."

Those who come are not kind and those who are kind will not come.

Since Shen Guogong is asked to serve as a secret envoy and come to Qihe City to convey the decree before the Yao family's team enters Mirage City, it shows that in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, Shen Guogong's weight is more important than that of the future Ministry of War. Shangshu Yao Zhen, as for whether Emperor Shen Guogong left the capital, whether Emperor Liu made any suggestions or made trouble, Chen Ping'an had not met Emperor Liu and could not guess. Therefore, Duke Shen secretly entered the Qihe City Post House, which was tantamount to a huge disgrace to the old general.

Living in the capital is not easy.

Even if you are Yao Zhen, you are still an outsider from the frontier.

On that long "far trip" to Lotus Roots Blessed Land, Chen Ping'an benefited a lot from accompanying an old Taoist from Donghai to watch the Taoism.The moment I left the Ouhua Blessed Land, such a mud-legged man from Mud Bottle Lane shook off the last bit of dirt from my trouser legs.

Yao Zhen said slowly: "The Daquan Dynasty, with the surname Jun Guogong, has a total of ten people. The Liu family has been in the country for two hundred years, with ups and downs, and only a single seedling like Shen Guogong's Mansion is left. Old Shen Guogong I had an excellent reputation and was a fair man. He twice risked having his plaque removed from the Duke's Palace to save a group of high-ranking ministers and a border military general. Therefore, in the temple, both civil and military officials read these two copies of "Shen Guogong Palace". The current Duke Gao Shizhen keeps a low profile and is not very pushy. However, he had close contacts with the mansion at that time when he was young. Looking back, this Duke is not simple either. I'm just walking around in Mirage City..."

Chen Ping'an suddenly interjected: "Gao Shuyi's domineering behavior and annoying the powerful people of all parties may not be a means for the two generations of Dukes to tarnish their reputation. Depending on their own abilities, they have taken advantage of things that the courtiers could not even imagine. If Gao Shuyi doesn't do something, the fate of the Duke's Mansion may be the same as that of the Yao family's frontier troops."

Yao's family. Zhen looked strange and extended his thumb towards Chen Pingan again, "It's similar to what my granddaughter Jinzhi said."

But Yao Zhen patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder, "But that's it. , This argument was made by our close friend when he was fourteen years old."

Chen Ping'an felt funny in his heart. Why are you, General Yao, so competitive with me? He still echoed: "Soon. The girl has a beautiful heart and is good at all kinds of studies. Naturally, I am far behind."

Yao Zhen's vicissitudes of life brought a smile to his face, and the gloom in his heart was swept away.

As for what Shen Guogong Gao Shi actually said when he arrived at the post house, Yao Zhen, as a minister of the Liu family, would certainly not reveal anything.

However, if Mirage City and Duke Guo wanted to deal with their little benefactor, Yao Zhen wouldn’t mind dying again. Anyway, it would still be the Yao family that would make the most of his old life if he gave it to Chen Ping’an. arrive. After all, the Yao family cavalry has completely escaped this storm. This is the conclusion that the granddaughter came to after sending Gao Shizhen out of the city late last night and returning to the posthouse to talk with Yao Jinzhi at night. In Mirage City, when Yao Zhen enters the capital, there will be a grand welcoming event attended by thousands of people. The reputation of the Yao family's cavalry will be well-known in both the government and the public, driven by the government at all levels.

The gardens of the Post House are extremely famous. Thanks to the efforts of literati, poets and demoted officials in the past dynasties, they have gained the reputation of "the beauty of mountains and pools, and the elegance of pavilions and terraces, unmatched by the kings of the capital."

Green trees, small bridges and flowing water, the two people walked on a wooden arch bridge. Now Chen Pingan is probably as familiar with the bridge structure as an official of the Ministry of Industry. Chen Pingan walked on On the bridge, his footsteps were light and sometimes heavy, and he stretched out his hand to tap the railing. Yao Zhen just regarded it as a personal hobby and did not ask out of curiosity.

The Yao family team will leave the day after tomorrow. There will be a banquet hosted by the governor tonight, and tomorrow the county governor will entertain the old general Yao Zhen privately, so they can still spend two days in Qihe City.

Chen Ping'an stayed in the yard and practiced with closed doors.

As for the advancement of martial arts, the climbing speed has far exceeded the expectations when leaving Xuanxuan Mountain. There is no need to rush, and there is no need to rush.

The matter of rebuilding the Changsheng Bridge seems to be a matter of urgency.

Imaginated twice, once at the Lotus Root Blessed Land and once at the bank of the Buried River. The golden long bridge had successfully appeared and hung over the river. It was more stable each time, especially the second time across the Buried River. Chen Ping An already has the confidence to step forward.

However, Chen Ping'an had a headache when he thought of building the Bridge of Immortality and refining the Five Elements magic weapon as a "body small world" to hold the house. With the jade slip formula given by the Water Goddess, it was equivalent to Chen Pingan must start preparations now, which means that Chen Pingan must refine as many as five natal objects. Otherwise, building the Bridge of Immortality will still be a dead end. Unless he gives up his martial arts cultivation, the Bridge of Immortality will be destroyed. Once it is set up, the spiritual energy will pour back like sea water, and the consequences will be unimaginable. However, if one's own energy palace has five existences shaped like lakes and fairy mansions, then it can accumulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and at the same time, it will not too much affect Xun Shou, who is a mouthful of pure energy. In all directions, the two sides can generally keep their distance from each other.

That kind of mysterious and mysterious state is like a Chen Pingan walking around the world with his two fists, and a Chen Pingan silently practicing Taoism in the deep mountains and forests behind closed doors.

When Chen Ping'an was walking, he thought silently: "The water-character seal given by Mr. Qi must be refined into a life object. In this way, it will be implicated in life, just like the mountain-character seal." If someone is broken, as long as the person does not die, he can still vaguely appear in the Qi Mansion. Even if it is no longer powerful, there is always a thought. If you want to see it in this life, you can see it. Moreover, the Immortal Technique of the Water Goddess. Jue, the issue of refining water has been mentioned the most."

"As for the ancient jade slip that can warm the body and soul, it is probably related to the water of the five elements, but the specific rank and origin. I don’t even know the background, so I still need to ask Wei Bo.”

“It’s a pity that the golden robe is not among the five elements. Otherwise, it would be of sufficient rank and would be suitable for refining without having to wear it all the time. , the Nascent Soul Earth Immortal will find out immediately."

"The golden gallbladder of Caiyi Guochenghuang, I said in Biyou Mansion. When learning about the sequence, my heart feels like it can be refined into the gold of the Five Elements. Besides, studying is just like boxing and swordsmanship, it is a lifelong effort."

"The soil of the Five Elements is entrusted to me by the Taoist master. That Taoist boy talked about the mountains, rivers, and the five-color soil of the Five Mountains of Da Li. Now that the Da Li cavalry is heading south and the war is in full swing, does it mean that the Da Li Song family can really capture at least half of the entire Aquarius Continent? If that is the case, Da Li? The Five Mountains and Five Colored Earths of the Dynasty are indeed valuable. It seems that this matter will still trouble Wei Bo, who has the status of the Great Li Beiyue God next time he returns to Longquan."

Chen was dressed in white robes. Ping An's "selfless" punches were particularly smooth.

It is no longer a kiln worker's apprentice drawing blanks, and the old-fashioned craftsmanship everywhere is like regular script, but it has become like everyone's popular running script.

The best of themAfter all, you can only endure hardships and grasp blessings.

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The four people in the picture all have quirks.

Wei Xian has recently become fond of eating with his mouth open. There are two small bags hanging on the left and right sides of his waist, filled with food bought from various shops.

Lu Baixiang likes all elegant things. Now he likes to hold a few chess pieces in his hands when walking.

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When the chess pieces are rubbed, there will be a slight squeaking sound in the palm of the hand.

Zhu Lian didn't like restraints. For example, he found it troublesome to wear boots and socks. He bought a pair of straw sandals from somewhere in Qihe City and changed into a pair of light yellow linen clothes. Furthermore, no matter which town he stopped in, Zhu Lian would buy a few novels about ghosts, monsters, gods and demons, and novels about talented people and beauties with charming pictures. Whenever he had free time, he would flip through the books to pass the time.

Sui Zuoyou doesn't seem to have any hobbies except practicing swordsmanship every day, which is the biggest quirk in itself.

Wait until Chen Pingan finishes practicing boxing and return to the house.

Today, Zhu Lian was basking in the warm early winter sun in the yard, reading a rather fragrant novel about talented men and beautiful women.

When Yao Xianzhi came to visit, he asked Wei Xian for boxing lessons.

Lu Baixiang came with Yao Jin to play chess.

After Sui Zuoyou went to the hill, his momentum changed slightly, and he began to retreat alone again. With the sword across his knees, he often pushed the sword out of its sheath an inch and then pushed it back, and so on.

Pei Qian was unwilling to give up. After watching the game between Lu Baixiang and Yao Jinzhi, he found it boring, so he went back to the house to get the hiking stick and waved it next to Wei Xian and Yao Xianzhi. After a meal of her signature crazy stick technique, Wei Xian asked Yao Xianzhi to practice a boxing pile first, and looked at Pei Qian for a while, speechless for a long time. The little girl was carrying the hiking pole in a messy manner, and sometimes she would accidentally hit herself. She was worthy of being a domineering figure, killing an enemy a thousand times and damaging herself eight hundred times.

Yao Xianzhi, who was practicing Zhanzhuang, rolled his eyes.

On the contrary, Wei Xian didn't seem to think Heitan girl was childish.

Pei Qian was panting, bent over, holding the hiking pole with both hands, and asked: "Old Wei, how good is my martial arts talent, am I one of a million? Tomorrow...forget it, next year Can I become a peerless master like my father?"

Wei Xian answered the question, "It is said that you have been practicing spear for a long time. You really want to improve your stick skills. I have two suggestions. One is to stick out a stick like a dragon in the field of rapeseed flowers. Over time, you will have an invincible momentum. The other is to poke a hornet's nest. If you are in a dangerous situation, you will have a different momentum of looking forward to death. "

Pei Qian thought about Wei Xian's sincerity and said doubtfully, "You're not going to lie to me?"

Wei Xian said calmly: "I don't believe you."

Lu Baixiang, who had his back to the yard, smiled slightly.

Zhu Lian, who was hunched over while reading a book, had just dipped his fingers in saliva and turned the page, but the love story between a man and a woman on the previous page was really beautiful., couldn't help but turn it back and appreciate it again.

Pei Qian suddenly shook his head, sighed, and said with pity in his eyes: "Old Wei, can't you see that what I practice is not stick skills at all, but sword skills?!"

Wei Xian pretended to be enlightened, but he was not sincere.

Pei Qian became angry and said: "Old Wei, if you continue to be so boring, our friendship will be gone!"

Wei Xian twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little gloating. .

As soon as he said it, Pei Qian lost his hiking pole and quickly covered his mouth.

Sure enough, Chen Pingan's voice sounded, "Go back to the house and copy 500 words."

In addition to reading and endorsing, Pei Qian was also asked by Chen Pingan to copy books.

Every time Pei Qian gritted his teeth and copied the book, he wanted to give himself a slap in the face and ask you to ask for some pen and paper from the ghost Xuanhua in Biyou Mansion. But Chen Pingan said that since you have your own If you have a pen, then start practicing calligraphy every day. It’s not much, five hundred words, but if you copy a word carelessly or it’s too crooked and twisted, it won’t be counted among the five hundred, and you have to make up for it. Pei Qian wanted to die. How many days had he been as comfortable and happy as a god?

Pei Qian puffed up his cheeks like a big meat bun, picked up the hiking pole, and went back to the house to copy the book.

It’s a happy moment in the yard.

A small mountain god's temple a hundred miles away from Qihe City has jurisdiction over the territory. Because the money for incense is too much every year, the mountain god's residence, which cannot be called a mansion, is built like a fairyland mansion.

In the past two days, there have been a lot of distinguished guests in the house, and the little mountain god has been serving as a servant, serving tea and water, and serving the nobles diligently.

The first person to come here was a genuine mountain god, accompanied by two young female nuns who were as beautiful as gods.

The owner of Jinding Temple is Du Hanling, a famous Nascent Soul Immortal. Jinding Temple is located in a beautiful place in the north of Tongyezhou.

A terrestrial god with such a big background, let alone such an unfashionable mountain temple, even His Majesty the Emperor of the Daquan Dynasty, may not be able to invite the old immortal master to visit.

At first, the mountain god was so frightened that the golden body of the temple was unstable. However, after receiving the edict issued by Du Hanling himself, he said that he was just using this place to entertain friends and would repay the favor afterwards. The mountain god immediately felt at ease. Old Immortal Du would not play tricks on him, who is as big as a sesame seed and a mung bean. He, a little mountain god, is not worthy of it.

Then came a noble official and several followers, all of whom were accomplished qigong practitioners.

Then a young Taoist priest with a beautiful face climbed the mountain quietly, accompanied by a pair of master and disciple. The old man was not high-level and was seriously injured. The disciple was a tall young man with a simple and honest appearance.

Finally, his immediate boss, the little mountain god, appeared late at night. He was the City God of the Chenghuang Pavilion in the state city. His official status was similar to that of the governor of the underworld, and he was in charge of all the counties and cities in the state. There are many gods and goddesses in the mountains and rivers. As for the two temples of civil and military affairs, they are exceptions. They are directly under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites of a country. The two temples and the City God Temple are connected toThey do not interfere with each other. As for which of the two sides has higher moral character and more power, who will take charge of affairs in emergencies depends on the situation in each place.

Du Hanling, the master of Jinding Temple, Gao Shizhen, the Duke of Shen State in Daquan, and the City God of Qihe City.

In addition, Shao Yuanran is both a disciple of Jinding Temple and a worshiper of Daquan Liu family.

It was a warm winter day and the scenery was pleasant. The four of them gathered at a viewing pavilion with exclusive views on the top of the mountain.

The mountain god stands far away, ready to command at any time.

Over there in the pavilion, we were having a great conversation.

After Shen Guogong Gao Shizhen came down the mountain, he returned to Mirage City, the capital of Daquan, no longer as gloomy and gloomy as when he came.

The City God quietly returned to the Chenghuang Pavilion, the tallest building in Qihe City, and stared at the post house with cold eyes and a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Du Hanling stayed on the mountain for one more day.

Before leaving, he once again summoned his disciple Baozhen Taoist Yin Miaofeng, who had no hope of golden elixir in this life, and his disciple Shao Yuanran. Both master and disciple are now in the Dragon Gate realm, so they were unable to stay in Mirage City as the first class disciple. Instead, he was stationed at the border to monitor the Yao family's cavalry for Daquan Liu family.

In addition to giving Shao Yuanran a valuable treasure of the sect in advance, it also gave Shao Yuanran the sect award in advance that he should have been promoted to the Queen of the Golden Pill.

The Earth Immortal Du Hanling also told a secret story.

Shao Yuanran, who had a calm temperament, could not hide his overjoyed expression, and Yin Miaofeng even smiled from ear to ear. He stood up and respectfully thanked his master on behalf of his disciple.

Du Hanling gave Shao Yuanran a few words of encouragement, then traveled north against the wind and returned to Jinding Temple. Before leaving, he did not forget to give the mountain god a fine spiritual weapon of good quality.

The mountain god was naturally grateful. After Du Lao Shen soared into the clouds and rode in the mist, he actually knelt on the top of the mountain and kowtowed, thanking him from afar.

In fact, this almost humble flattery of the mountain god may seem exaggerated, but in fact it is no wonder that the mountain god has no character. Obtaining the spiritual weapon is not the most important thing. Being able to climb to the Golden Summit and meet a divine dragon is not the most important thing. The invisible Nascent Soul Earth Immortal is the great blessing of this small temple of the mountain god.

From now on, let’s just say that the City God of Qihe City’s gold pen evaluation can be bad?

The young Taoist priest Shao Yuanran took his masters and apprentices up the mountain and stayed on the mountain to recuperate.

The old masters Yin Miaofeng and Shao Yuanran did not enter the city at the same time, but returned to the city posthouse one after another.

In a quiet house on the mountain, a tall young man who barged into a martial arts temple to borrow a sword had a complex look on his face. He was sitting on a splendid stool next to the hospital bed, clenching his hands into fists, as if he was thinking about a problem that he couldn't figure out.

His master was lying on the bed, recuperating. Although he was seriously injured, fighting with others and slaying demons was a luxury for the time being, but walking on the ground was not difficult for a long time.

The old man's face was slightly pale, but he was in great spirits and his eyes were bright. He turned to stare at his only disciple, "It is one difficulty to get a good disciple, and it is another difficulty for the disciple to practice smoothly. It is no more difficult than taking care of the children at home. Simple. I have no heirs, and you are the only disciple., not to mention that your talents are much better than mine. If I don’t plan your future carefully for you, I, the master, will never rest in peace.

The old man smiled and said: "I have explained the truth and process to you clearly before. As for how Master knew Jinding Temple and why you just met Shao Xiaoren this time, don't ask any more questions." , from today on, just practice diligently, Immortal Du will personally help you break the bottleneck, and your kid will be able to enter the middle five realms. You must keep this kindness in your heart. To put it bluntly, even if you sincerely want to repay your kindness to an immortal cave as big as Jinding Temple, do they need it? However, you still have to have this kind of heart, otherwise your qualifications to be a dog for Jinding Temple will be gone. "

The tall young man's eyes were wet, he lowered his head and said: "This disciple has no future, and the master has been wronged. "

The old man sighed, stretched out his finger and tapped the elm knot, "You are still fundamental

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Tall young men are at an age when they are eager to win. "Master, I have some hope of reaching the Dragon Gate realm at a young age. "

The old man laughed and cursed: "Idiot! When I go out to practice, Master is still injured, so I don’t want to play the piano to a cow! "

The tall young man said oh, stood up, said goodbye and left.

When the young man walked to the door, the old monk comforted him softly: "On the road of cultivation, some grievances are inevitable. Yes, I am afraid that I will only be able to accumulate grievances for the rest of my life, so you must go higher and further than Master, so that you can suffer less grievances. The mountain temple and viewing pavilion here are not too high, and the walk from Tongyezhou to the Daquan Dynasty is not too far. In this world, the gods, men and strangers are only higher up. "

The tall and strong young man turned his head, nodded and said: "I will remember it.

The old monk smiled and said, "If you can, when your realm is high in the future, one day you can be on an equal footing with a figure like Immortal Du. At that time, remember to treat the ordinary people at the foot of the mountain better." . "

The young man who had always been depressed smiled brightly at this moment and nodded vigorously according to his heart.

The old man smiled and said: "What an idiot! ”

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The day before leaving for Mirage City, someone came to visit Chen Pingan.

It was a man wearing a Taoist robe. , a young Taoist priest with a hibiscus crown on his head, tired of work, was drinking a bowl of herbal tea in Chen Ping'an's house. He said that since he was the closest to Qihe City, he was lucky enough to receive a decree from the ancestor to send something to Chen Ping'an. < /p>

The young Taoist priest from Taiping Mountain carefully took out a jade tablet.

After placing the jade tablet on the table, he explained the origin of the jade tablet to Chen Pingan. The young Taoist priest said bluntly: "Master PatriarchLet me be clear, Mr. Chen does not have to worry that Taipingshan has tampered with the jade plaque, and his whereabouts will be revealed, and our Taipingshan will come under the radar. The jade tablet has been stripped of the mountain gate restrictions by the ancestor, and the young master is just an artifact made of better material. Of course, it has great significance to the outside world. So I hope Mr. Chen can take some trouble and hang it by his waist every day before leaving Tongyezhou. "

Chen Pingan stood up to thank him, and the Taipingshan Taoist priest quickly stood up and returned the gift, even saying that he didn't dare.

Chen Pingan put away the jade plaque and immediately hung it by his waist. The gourd is on the left and on the right.

Send the young Taoist priest who signed up his name and walked into the post to the gate.

This is a well-intentioned move. /p>

The jade plaque on Chen Pingan's waist, which is a direct disciple of the Taipingshan Patriarch Hall, has the words "Taipingshan Xiuzhen I" and "The Patriarch Hall continues the incense" engraved on the front and back.

From Taipingshan. Golden elixirs and Nascent Soul immortals may not be able to hang them

Because it has nothing to do with their cultivation level and age.

There are only five or six people hanging this jade pendant in the entire Taiping Mountain. The oldest one is three hundred years old and is currently in charge of the Taoist book collection in Taiping Mountain. The youngest one is only a seven or eight-year-old Taoist boy with outstanding talent. The most famous one must be the female crowned Huang Ting who travels down the mountain alone with a sword.

So from this moment on, Chen Pingan's amulet in Tongyezhou is the entire Taiping Mountain.

And the Patriarch of Taiping Mountain, Lao Tianjun, has just displayed his impressive magical power. He appeared in the world with a golden body, holding a bright moon mirror, and controlled an immortal sword to kill enemies thousands of miles away.

Chen Pingan walked back to the courtyard with emotion.

Wearing a white robe, a hairpin tied around his waist. Hanging jade plaque.

The post office staff saw Chen Ping'an on the road and thought he was a scholar.

Yao Yao. In the early morning of this day, the team set off for Mirage City.

The closer they were to the famous ferry in Mirage City, which meant that it was time to say goodbye to Chen Pingan and his team. Arrived.

One evening, the Yao family stayed at the last inn on their way north. The inn was unpretentious and a bit shabby. It was very different from the inn in Qihe City with a garden. .

More than ten miles along the official road outside the post house, there is Zhaoping Peak. Although it is not high, it is like a sword unsheathed. It is a good place to watch the sunrise and sunset. This is a famous place in the capital, where dignitaries and princes often stay overnight at the mountaintop inn, just to enjoy the wonderful scenery of the sun rising over the East China Sea and reflecting on the mountains.

Yao Zhen insisted on dragging him along. Chen Ping'an went to Zhaoping Peak, and other than San Yao, he did not let any monks follow him.

In the end, only the old general and San Yao, Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian went to Zhaoping Peak to climb and spend the night. One of the inns on the top of the mountain

Behind this inn is a cliff.The east-facing viewing platform has the best view among the six inns in Zhaopingfeng.

The group brought the inn’s wine and midnight snacks and put them on the table, admiring the moon first and then the sunrise.

Young man Yao Xianzhi was fooling around with Pei Qian, who was holding a hiking pole, and the two were busy "competing in martial arts."

The girl Yao Lingzhi walked alone to the cliffside railing and looked to the south, seeming a little sad.

The old general vowed to stay up late until the sunrise, but after drinking two bottles of wine, he failed to drink Chen Pingan down and became drunk himself. Yao Jinzhi and Yao Lingzhi had to help their grandfather back to the inn. .

Pei Qian and Yao Xianzhi are in good spirits and can definitely wait for the sunrise.

Chen Pingan sat alone at the table, took the hiking pole that Pei Qian had thrown aside, and drew circles on the dirt at his feet out of boredom.

A small circle, a big circle, a bigger circle, and a bigger circle.

Layer upon layer, surrounding each other.

Chen Pingan was immersed in it.

Yao Jinzhi had been standing behind Chen Pingan, looked at it for a long time, and asked, "Why don't you continue painting?"

Chen Pingan put away his hiking stick and leaned against it. Stone table, smiled and said: "This can only be painted here."

Yao Jinzhi sat down and poured herself a glass of wine. After entering the inn, she took off her curtain and hat. While drinking, His face was wrinkled, it seemed that the glass of wine was difficult to swallow. After finishing the drink, he glanced at the ground and said: "It is difficult to continue painting. I guess even Confucian gentlemen cannot continue painting."

Yao Jinzhi smiled and asked: "Don't you ask me if I really understand what you drew, or am I pretending to understand?"

Chen Pingan said softly: "Miss Yao probably knows "

Yao Jinzhi hesitated, but poured herself a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. Her face turned crimson and became more dazzling. She said slowly: "Between you and me. There are wars between portals, between countries, between continents, between cultures, between the three religions, between the world and the world, between the human race and the monster race! Think about the truth you know, how many circles can be included in the word "truth", and then you will go around on the outermost circle until you determine the boundary of the next circle, and then cross it. Go over and keep walking! Only in this way will you have a clear conscience every step of the way. Although living in the world will be extremely tiring, your heart is not tired at all, so as long as you punch and sword, you can move forward indomitably. Only you, Chen Pingan, Only then are you qualified to say something to the gentleman of the academy in the inn, ask yourself!"

Chen Pingan turned his head, looked at the woman, nodded and said: "Miss Yao, you are the smartest person I have ever met. 1. "

This is the truth.

If there is no "one", it is bragging against one's will.

After all, let alone others, just myselfCui Dongshan, a "disciple", is not comparable to Yao Jinzhi today.

Yao Jinzhi must have had two glasses of wine, and she was too drunk. There was something special in her words and expression. She stared at Chen Pingan and asked softly: "Master, Is the only thing in his eyes that is smart?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment and scratched his head, "Miss Yao, I have a girl I like."

Yao Jinzhi covered his mouth. And smiled, but he was not annoyed at all, and instead asked: "She is beautiful?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly became full of energy and said without hesitation: "All the beautiful mountains in the world are beautiful. Water, all together, is not as beautiful as her!"

Yao Jinzhi seemed to have no grudges, smiled and took a sip of wine, sat with Chen Pingan and chatted about mirages. After seeing the city's customs and customs, he stood up and left.

After turning around, this charming woman walked towards the inn, her eyes dark and unclear.

Chen Ping'an did not turn his head. He kept his elbows on the table, leaning forward and looking at the moonlight in the distance with a smile.

His eyes were gentle, as if he were looking at a girl, and he could no longer tolerate excess beauty in the world.

The girl he likes is both the cinnabar mole in his heart and the bright moonlight.

(End of this chapter)