On the bank of a mountain lake, I found a bamboo house that had been abandoned for many years. The original appearance was vaguely identifiable. It must have been very exquisite when it was first built. It was probably built by a hermit who was born into a wealthy family and must have liked fishing.
The group of people settled here, each with their own division of labor. Chen Pingan went to chop down two slender old bamboo poles, one long and one short. When he came back, Zhu Lian had already lit a bonfire, and Chen Pingan squatted under the fire. Next to the pile, the bamboo poles are slowly smoked over a fire to increase the toughness of the fishing rods. Otherwise, if the big objects in the water see the light, the bamboo poles will break with a slight tug. Chen Pingan handed the short bamboo pole to Pei Qian and asked her to learn from him.
In the bamboo house, Zhu Lian was discussing knowledge with the bearded man. The two of them were sitting a little far away from everyone. Zhu Lian seemed to be showing off the "fairy book" presented by the old man surnamed Xun. Drenched in sweat.
The young Taoist priest and Lu Baixiang were sitting on the ground, talking about the game, while Wei Xian squatted aside, still waiting for the outcome to come to light.
The yellow native cow was watching the wind in the forest near the bamboo house.
Facing the beautiful mountains and rivers here, Sui left the bamboo house on his left when there was no one around. He took off his boots at the edge of the "house foundation" that looked like a bamboo raft, sat there, and put on a pair of snow-white Putting his jade feet into the water, he placed the Chixin Sword across his knees, pressed his hands on the front and rear ends of the scabbard, and looked into the distance. The fresh breath of the mountains was refreshing.
Two long and short fishing rods were made. Chen Pingan swung them several times to test the arc size. Pei Qian stood beside him and followed the gourd's pattern.
The two masters and apprentices, one large and one young, came to the outside of the bamboo house. Chen Pingan began to tie the fishing line and hook. Pei Qian still followed the same example, but some details were not done well. Chen Pingan He will help her re-tie the thread and knot it, and fasten the fishhook.
Then he took Pei Qian to the distant lake to lift up rocks and look for an aquatic fish insect shaped like a mole cricket at the bottom.
In the end, Chen Pingan did not fish, but let Pei Qian fish alone. He put the long fishing rod into the jade pendant given by Zheng Dafeng. There were worn but not discarded straw sandals. Inconspicuous market items such as fish hooks and fishing lines, as well as slightly valuable drinks like Shuijing Xianren Brewing, and the yellowed sycamore leaf, are said to contain two sets of mountain-protecting formations derived from Taiping Mountain and the Fuji Sect, and A lot of Guyu money repaid by Tongye Sect.
Pei Qian is not very patient by nature, but with Chen Pingan by his side and having to copy books and practice calligraphy for so long, he managed to get some temper and just stared at the water quietly. There was so much movement that I could not wait to drag a large herring weighing over a hundred pounds to the shore in the next moment.
Chen Ping'an was thinking about the fourth form of Shanshan Quan, which was named Tiandi Zhuang. , the posture is really weird. The three realms require later generations of people to study Shanshanquan to practice fisting while standing upside down, using their palms, fists and one finger as support points, and then "walk".
About the boxing piles of heaven and earth, there are bold words in the book: A man who is upright and upright, those who learn my boxing skills must teach themThe sky and the earth turned upside down with my punch.
No wonder the old man with bare feet said that after reading the Shaking Mountain Boxing Book, this book of mediocre boxing skills had no merit except for a big tone and a high heart.
Chen Pingan lightly patted the ground, turned around gracefully, and placed one palm against the bamboo raft.
Pei Qian turned his head and wanted to laugh when he saw this scene.
Chen Pingan, who was standing upside down, pointed at the water with his free hand, indicating to Pei Qian to concentrate on fishing.
Pei Qian turned his head obediently, Chen Pingan changed his palm into a fist, "grounded" with his fist, then propped it up with just one finger, raised his body slightly, and used the Mountain Shaking Fist to really hit the ground. There is no difficulty in the movement of Qi from beginning to end.
Chen Pingan closed his eyes. Except for one finger supporting the ground, the fingers of the other hand were pressed together in front of him. The sword energy taught by A Liang stopped at eighteen, and the last twelve and ten The bottleneck between the three stops was about to be broken. Chen Pingan was not in a hurry at first. He just taught Pei Qian the Eighteen Stops at the Chenchen Pharmacy in Laolongcheng. Not long after leaving Fengweidu, Pei Qian earned only three stops. With a tone of two copper coins, she was a little excited, but didn't think it was that great. She told Chen Pingan that she could run freely until the twelve stops. This made Chen Pingan a little helpless and had to continue to tell Pei Qian to guard against arrogance and impetuosity and to be down-to-earth. .
Chen Pingan is inevitably a little anxious, or worried.
If Pei Qian climbs the martial arts ladder at an astonishing speed, one day, she, the joking and great disciple, will walk side by side with her master Chen Pingan, and from then on, they will go further and further away. , she will climb up alone and overlook the world.
Disciples don’t have to be inferior to their teachers. This is what Chen Pingan said to Zheng Dafeng himself. A person is worse than a person who has learned before. This is a classic argument in the literary saint’s exhortation to study. Chen Pingan does not care about Pei Qian. Martial arts has gone further and higher than himself, but Chen Ping'an has to worry that he is Pei Qian's preacher and protector. If Pei Qian's path goes astray one day in the future, how will he deal with it? Like the young dragon in Jiaolonggou who threw the snake gallstone in the first place, and said calmly, "If it's an evil fate, kill it with one sword"? Can he, Chen Pingan, do it? To take a step back, even if he has such a cold and hard-hearted nature, Pei Qian's martial arts skills at that time may not be comparable to that of Chen Ping'an, so how can he end it?
In the Blessed Land of Lotus Roots, under the leadership of the old Taoist master of the East China Sea, I have traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers. I once watched as a bystander a party of gentlemen and cliques in the temple. In the past eighty years, how have they changed from worries to happiness? The country is concerned about the people and the economy, but step by step, the morale has turned turbid and the integrity of the character has been corroded. Everyone flaunts himself as a gentleman. Since he is already a gentleman, why are there any flaws? As long as a person is in trouble and demoted in the court, no matter what is right or wrong, the temple will be filled with righteous indignation and denounce political opponents. Everyone comforts that "good friend" and breaks willows to see him off
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, raise a glass to him and drink to comfort the dust, and lament for him that people's hearts are not ancient, and wolves are in power. In the Na Shilin literary world far away from the rivers and lakes, there are dedicated disciples and disciples who lead the trend and write all kinds of erotic stories for political opponents. Unbearable, or catchy unofficial history.
Now that Chen Ping’an has established his ownPai's intention is to prevent this worst situation.
If he couldn't even teach Pei Qian, who was closest to him, how could Chen Ping'an dare to say that his future sect would not be the second Tongye Sect after thousands of years? Aren’t you the second Du Mao?
Read to know etiquette, practice martial arts to strengthen your body.
This is Chen Ping'an's original intention for Pei Qian.
Under normal circumstances, it is like walking on two legs. It is stable and stable, and there is no problem. But the key is that Pei Qian’s talent in martial arts is too high and his martial arts luck is too high. One day, as long as she feels that the book Reasoning is just a chore to deal with Chen Pingan. Once she feels that it is too boring and boring to reason with others, she will think that I have boxing skills and swordsmanship, and I always follow my heart and my own will without being cautious. Not knowing how to restrain himself and return to etiquette, Chen Ping'an spent fifty small sums of money in order to create a kind-hearted golden elixir demon in the world without frowning. In the future, he will personally create a man who only cares about his position and interests, and has nothing to do with others. I talk about the rights and wrongs of Nine Realm Warriors and even Ten Realm Warriors. Let alone fifty Xiaoshu coins, I am afraid that fifty or five hundred Guyu coins will not help.
Chen Pingan stood on his head, closed his eyes and meditated, turning over and over again, but could not come up with the best answer.
Is it really necessary to personally interrupt Pei Qian’s current martial arts path just because of that “what if” thing in the future?
Previously in the mountain col, facing Shanze Yexiu who harbored evil intentions but had not caused any tragedy, Chen Pingan said, "The difficulty is that the worst result has not occurred, so the truth can be explained again." Otherwise, Chen Pingan There's no need to be so roundabout, just fight based on your ability.
These are some of the changes Chen Pingan made after he proposed "asking himself" during the battle at the Border Inn. After the battle at Laolong City, he learned about the subsequent changes in Tongye Zongshan Gate through the female crown Huang Ting. Because Chen Pingan feels that we should take a small step back. It varies from place to place and from person to person. We should learn more about this "small step" and think more. Otherwise, the world will always use "clear conscience" as an excuse and there will still be a lot of confusion between right and wrong. .
Pei Qian, who was angry at how disrespectful Yu'er was, suddenly touched his slightly sore cheek, only to find that Sui Sui winked at her from the right side. Pei Qian followed Sui's right side of the line of sight and saw something not far away. Chen Ping'an frowned, looking different from usual.
Sui's right hand put away the finger that flicked Pei Qian's cheek with water drops, and continued to look into the distance.
Pei Qian gently put down the fishing rod, tiptoed to Chen Pingan's side, squatted there, staring at his master's brow.
Could it be that Master realized it later and now began to feel sorry for the fifty small summer coins that were wasted?
Chen Pingan opened his eyes, looked at the charcoal face that had not yet turned white due to exposure to wind and sun, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"
Pei Qian thought about it. I thought, "Master, are you worried about something? Tell me."
Chen Pingan exerted slight force on his wrists, turned his body upside down, returned to his normal standing position, and then sat down cross-legged, somewhat hesitantly. .
The thing is too far away and the reason is too big.
IfIs Pei Qian too young today? Will her words and emotions be like heavy boulders, pressing on her shoulders?
Chen Pingan took off the sword-raising gourd and took a sip of the small medicinal wine. The breeze from the mountains and rivers gently blew on his face, which made Chen Pingan feel slightly relaxed.
If you are not satisfied with a hundred years in life, you will always worry about a thousand years.
After Chen Pingan drank the wine, he narrowed his eyes with a smile and laughed at himself in his heart. Does he feel like a scholar now?
He turned his head and said with a smile: "It has something to do with you, do you want to hear it?"
Pei Qian swallowed and immediately began to reflect on what naughty things he had done along the way. I probably already knew that the matter was not a trivial matter with one or two chestnuts smashed on the head, so I said with a grimace: "Can you not listen? When I am older and can remember things better, Master will tell me and let me listen."
Chen Pingan touched her little head and said, "It doesn't involve anything good or bad, just some of my inner thoughts. Don't worry about eating chestnuts and scratching your ears."
Pei Qian, who was no longer burdened, immediately Sitting upright, facing Chen Ping'an who was sitting sideways, with a smile in her eyes, she held the two bamboo swords at her waist and pretended to say: "Master, please speak! I am all ears."
Chen Ping'an smiled and turned around slightly. The two sat opposite each other and asked: "What if one day, your swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and boxing skills are better than the master's, and then something happens, and the master says Yes, you think it’s wrong, what should you do?”
Pei Qian said without hesitation: “Just listen to Master, what else can you do?”
Chen Ping’an said with a smile. Think about it carefully."
Pei Qian started to scratch his head and said with a sad face: "But I just feel that whatever Master says is right, it is right, and whatever he says is wrong, it is wrong."
Chen Pingan remained silent.
Pei Qian had no choice but to continue to ponder, think wildly, and wander thousands of miles away. The master didn't seem to be in a hurry anyway.
Pei Qian suddenly smiled and asked: "If one day in the future, I am more powerful than Master, how powerful will it be?"
Chen Pingan said: "For example, what Huang Ting said The old thief Du, Du Mao of the Tongye Sect, has reached the Ascension Realm."
Chen Ping'an added with a smile: "We will only talk about cultivation for the time being, not good and evil."
Pei Qian opened his mouth wide and exclaimed: "My dear, if you are so powerful, you must have mountains of gold and silver at home. Can you count the money? Counting money is too tiring, okay?
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If you count clearly, you will be afraid of being stolen. Alas, when will I have the troubles of rich people..."
Chen Ping'an looked at the dark-skinned little girl who was getting more and more worried. He laughed dumbly. He leaned forward and patted Pei Qian's head gently. "There was a military saint in my hometown, Master Ruan, who forged iron and made swords. Looking back, there was One thing he did really well is that when it comes to accepting disciples, Master Ruan will not just look at qualifications, but whether he is someone of the same profession and can walk the same path, instead of looking for some people who are extremely talented but have no talent.Disciples who are not compatible with each other, or find some disciples who will stand up and just fight and kill when the master has a conflict with others. "
Pei Qian hesitated to speak, but finally did not speak.
Chen Pingan continued: "Going back to the original question, what should you do if you have a dispute with the master? What to do? It’s not just that you think Master is right. Master is not a saint and will make mistakes. We should be like today, you and I sit across from each other, and then we clearly explain our rights and wrongs and the truth, and listen to the person who makes sense. I, Chen Pingan, will not oppress you as your master Pei Qian. If you, Pei Qian, were very powerful at that time, you could kill me with just one punch, but you could not just rely on your high cultivation level to do whatever you wanted, regardless of me, Chen Ping. Peace and what you say. ”
Pei Qian was in tears.
In fact, she didn’t understand much, but she always felt that it was a very sad thing.
Especially when Pei Qian When Qian heard Chen Ping'an say, "Just punch me to death," Pei Qian was almost heartbroken.
Pei Qian turned around and sat down in grievance, secretly shedding tears and not looking at this. Chen Ping'an was talking nonsense.
Chen Ping'an sat back down, facing the lake, ripples were rippled by the spring breeze, he stretched out his palms and raised them up again and again, "The truth is actually divided into high and low, just like when I was in the mountains before. The top flower circle is also divided into different sizes. Master once met a little fox demon in a ruined temple in a place called Caiyi Country. He liked to read novels about talented people and beauties, make trouble and scare people, but never really harmed people. Instead, he would help shield him from the wind and rain. This time we met the yellow native cow again who would rather die than turn over. So does this mean that when the demon clan attacks the Great Wall of Sword Qi, we can skip the heroic sacrifices of those sword cultivators whose sword tips have been facing south for thousands of years, and pity and question why the sword cultivators are so cruel? A kind person? "
Pei Qian still turned his back to Chen Ping'an, sniffling and choking: "I know this, these people do not distinguish between right and wrong, and do not distinguish between right and wrong. "
Chen Pingan drew the largest circle with one hand and the palm of the other hand was above his head, "But Master Literary Saint, and Master Bai, who is rumored to have helped the human race cast the cauldron and draw the map of Sou Shan, I I think they are the ones who are qualified to talk about the "naturally justified" principles. We are far behind, but why do they have a self-incarceration merit forest and be imprisoned in the Xiongzhen Building? Is it because of this that we feel that reasoning is useless? Is there really no reward for good and evil in heaven and earth?
Pei Qian turned around, sat next to Chen Pingan, lowered his head and said, "But some bad people just live better than good people." "
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "So in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, the old monk of Xinxiang Temple said that the world will always owe a debt to good people. "
Pei Qian asked in a low voice: "What should I do? "
Chen Pingan did not drink the small medicinal wine in the sword-raising gourd. Instead, he took out a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine from a nearby object. After opening it, he took a sip of the wine and said with a smile: "Probably. Let's find it in the book. ”
In the distant mountains and forests, yellow native cows are lying on the ground, thoughtfully.
Although Sui Youyou had an indifferent expression, he was actually listening intently.
Pei Qian wiped his tears and said with a smile: "Master, not long after I left Fengweidu last time, when I was cooking, why were you humming the folk songs from your hometown? Why weren't you singing? Where’s the lyrics? Hum again, I really want to learn it.”
Chen Ping’an said with a smile: “That’s what my best friend taught me. I can make up whatever I want. Over there, I can.” It is used to tease and curse people, to relax while working, and to... drink wine."
Chen Ping'an took a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus wine and began to hum softly. He smiled and pointed at Pei Qian. "Staff, I read some books, recognized a lot of words, and accumulated a lot of knowledge, but I can't sell it for a few pennies."
Oops.
It’s about her money.
Pei Qian was so happy that he couldn't help but blurt out: "The stinky tofu is so delicious, I can't afford it!"
Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, "There are monsters and demons on the mountain, and there are monsters in the lake. There was a water ghost in the river, and he turned around in fear. It turned out that he had been away from home for many years. "Pei Qian agreed, "I'm eating stinky tofu!"
Chen Ping'an drank again. He pointed somewhere else, and by chance, it happened to be on the right side of Sui. It didn't matter, "Which little girl has the fragrance of orchids on her body? Why is her face so full of tears? Do you think she is pitiful?"
< p>Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "It's so pitiful that you can't eat stinky tofu!"Chen Ping'an squinted and smiled, pointed his finger to the heights, and hummed softly: "Let me ask Mr. Confucius what to do, on the branch There was a small paper kite hanging in the sun."
Pei Qian held his belly and laughed, "Eat stinky tofu, the stinky tofu is delicious!"
Over there at the bamboo house. , Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia looked at each other and smiled.
Zhu Lian closed his eyes and smiled, shaking his head.
Lu Baixiang patted his knees gently.
For the first time, Sui Zuoyi was not angry. Instead, he covered his mouth and smiled, his eyes narrowed in laughter.
Wei Xian held his cheek and tilted his head. He didn't know when he was squatting at the door of the bamboo house, looking at the back of the black girl.
Two masters and apprentices, one singing and the other harmonizing, among the green mountains and green waters.
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