There is no night ban in the town. At night, Chen Ping'an left Mu Ping Alley, took a slight detour, and took his horse to Yang's shop.
After knocking on the door, it was opened by a young man who was awake and awake. He should be the new disciple of Old Man Yang mentioned in Wei Bo's letter.
Chen Pingan apologized: "Is your master asleep?"
The young man yawned and asked: "What do you think?"
Chen Pingan Speechless.
I am used to the intrigues and gossiping over at Shujian Lake, and for a while I felt a little uncomfortable.
The young man frowned and asked: "Why are you looking for my master? Are you sick?"
Chen Pingan laughed dumbly, was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "I am indeed here to see a doctor."< /p>
The young man frowned, a little confused.
Under the moonlight, the young man in sight has slightly sunken cheeks and a haggard appearance. He looks like a short-lived ghost. His accent is that of someone from his hometown, but I have never seen him before.
It’s just that my master doesn’t like to show up, so he probably won’t do this deal that comes to his door tonight. What's more, there was such a big commotion before. Now the reputation and business of Yang's shop are not very good. They have made enemies with a lot of neighbors. Now they like to go to a pharmacy over Mooncake Alley to get medicine and see a doctor. He and his senior sister every day They were all so idle that they were so busy. The master was also a weirdo who had a grudge against money. He never cared about the lack of people in Yang's shop. Everyone in his family was murmuring. Last year, they thought about letting him change the shop. He might as well work at the Kiln Supervision and Construction Department. Now, my uncle has cleared the way, but he is not happy about it. He feels that it is boring to deal with those officials and bow down when meeting people every day.
Since Old Man Yang had no intention of showing up, Chen Pingan thought about coming to the shop next time. Just as he was about to say goodbye, a slim young woman walked out. Her skin was slightly dark and slim, but She must be a beauty. Chen Pingan also knows that this woman is one of Old Man Yang's disciples and the senior sister of the boy in Taoye Lane. She was a kiln worker in Qilong Lane. There are many things to pay attention to when burning a kiln, such as the kiln fire. Women are not allowed to go near those dragon kilns that look like crouching dragons. Chen Pingan is not sure how she became a kiln worker back then, but she probably did some dirty work. After all, the rules of ancestors have been there for generations, and almost everyone abides by them. , seems to be more effective than the precepts of the Zushitang that restrain the monks on the mountain outside.
The woman's voice was like a knife grinding stone, extremely hoarse and rough, and she said slowly: "Master said, I can't help. From now on, you can reminisce about the past, but you can't make a deal."
Chen Pingan nodded, smiled and said: "Tell your master, I will come back to visit you later."
The woman hesitated for a moment, glanced at the sword behind Chen Pingan, "The guest is a A pure martial artist?"
Chen Pingan asked: "Are you too?"
The woman remained silent.
Chen Pingan asked: "Where does Zheng Dafeng live now?"
The woman then continued to speak: "He likes to hang out in the county town and doesn't often come to the shop.son. ”
Chen Pingan glanced at her and the sleepy Taoye Lane boy, smiled and led the horse away.
It is probably still unclear to the two people who were born and raised here. Who is his master? How many saints of the three religions has this Yang family shop received? What does it mean to recognize the identity of master and disciple with Old Man Yang?
I wonder if there was someone there back then. Have you ever viewed yourself this way?
When the boy closed the door of the shop, he complained to the senior sister who was standing motionless: "I don't like this sick guy, he looks at people with a cold look. ”
She was too poor, hungry and cold when she was young, and endured too much hard work as a girl. As a result, until now, the woman’s figure is just like that of an ordinary city girl. She is not good at words and is unsmiling. She didn't say anything, just looked at the distant figure holding the sword on the horse's back.
She was the young man's senior sister and had a stable mood, so she came into contact with some of the master's powers earlier. In less than three years, she is now. She was already a pure martial artist in the fourth realm, but in order to break through the most difficult bottleneck of the third realm, she would rather die of pain than swallow the ointment in the porcelain bottle. Only then did she get through that hurdle. , the master didn't care at all, he just sat there and puffed away, not even looking at her coldly, because the old man didn't look at her at all, only thinking about himself wandering around while she was covered in blood.
After sitting up, he covered his face with his hands and cried with joy. The old saying does not lie if you survive the disaster.
The old man glanced sideways at the disciple who survived the disaster and smoked a cigarette on the steps. Rod finally said something, "Your character and toughness are probably only half of someone else's. Is it worth being happy?" That person is a few years older than you. He was also an apprentice in a dragon kiln back then. He is worse than you. He was helpless earlier and had to rely on himself for everything. Breaking three realms in three years, isn’t it amazing? With just this little bit of potential, you still want to grab the few remaining mountain tops in Aquarius Continent? But I do have a suggestion. Next time he breaks up the martial arts gift again, just hold the bowl, kneel on the ground, and catch what he doesn’t want. Even he couldn't compare, and he dared to ask Zheng Dafeng who that Cao Ci was? I am young and not thin-skinned, but I have gained a good disciple. Do you want me to go to your sissy uncle's grave, make a toast and say thank you? "
Master either doesn't speak, but every time he speaks, his words can make people feel heartbroken.
She is like this, and junior brother Shi Lingshan is not much better. The only difference is, Junior brother Yu dared to complain in private, but she didn't dare.
Chen Pingan led the horse to the edge of the town, where the Li Huai family's house was. He stopped for a moment, walked out of the alley, got on his horse, and went first. I walked up to the nearest hill, Pearl Mountain, which I bought with only one gold and copper coin. I drove to the top of the hill and looked at the town. Late at night, the lights everywhere were slightly brighter. Fulu Street, Taoye Lane, County Yamen, Kiln Supervisor and Building Office. If you turn your head and look to the northwest, you will see that there are thousands of lights gathered in the new county city in the north of the mountains, so that the night sky is slightly haloed with yellow light. From this, you can see the excitement there. setInside, it must be a bustling scene with lights like daylight.
Zhenzhu Mountain is the smallest mountain among the mountains in the west. It can’t be smaller. The reason why Chen Pingan bought it was very simple. It was cheap. Other than that, there was no complicated thought at all. .
At that time, I was still thinking of building a hut in Zhenzhu Mountain. This would make it easier to get to the town, which was only a few steps away. A round trip from Zhenzhu Mountain to Mu Ping Alley, even on foot, doesn't take much effort.
Chen Pingan sat on horseback, looking back from the outline of the town in the night, and saw a route out of the town and into the mountains. When he was young, he once carried a large basket on his back into the mountains. Collecting herbs, hobbling along, in the hot summer, his shoulders were sore from the rope. At that time, it felt like he was carrying an ancestral house on Mud Bottle Lane. That was the first time in Chen Pingan's life that he wanted to give up, so he used a very legitimate reason to persuade him. Self: You are young and have too little strength. Let’s talk about collecting herbs tomorrow. The worst thing is to get up early tomorrow and go into the mountains in the early morning. Don’t drive under the sun anymore. I didn’t see any young and strong men along the way. Working in the fields...
Chen Pingan breathed out gently, turned the horse's head, and descended from Zhenzhu Mountain.
Now entering the mountain, the road is flat and wide, connecting the tops of the mountains. It is no longer as rugged and difficult as it used to be.
The mountains are endless. Even if there is a road, Luopo Mountain is located in the south of the mountains. It still takes a lot of time to walk all the way from Zhenzhu Mountain in the east. In addition, Chen Ping'an walks slowly. It seems that Because he wanted to see more of the scenery on every mountain he passed, he would stop often, otherwise he would just lead the horse. So by the time Chen Ping'an arrived at the Luolu Mountain boundary, it was already a day and two nights later. Qu Huang's legs were far stronger than those of ordinary horses. under the premise.
When Chen Pingan was riding a horse, he would occasionally pinch the horse's belly lightly, and Qu Huang would consciously tighten the horse's hoofs, leaving a series of horse hoof marks on the road, and then Chen Pingan would turn around and look.
In recent years, it has often been like this. Looking for boring things to do is not only a way to have fun in the midst of hardship, but also to take a break from the busy schedule.
The accountant who is silent most of the time, in the eyes of Zeng Ye, Ma Duyi and Gu Can, often does these weird little things.
I would squat on the ground and use stones to draw a chessboard, or study the few Go formulas over and over again, or play a game of backgammon with myself.
One person and one rider, the mountain gradually goes deeper and deeper.
Wei Bo, who was probably the first to gain insight into Chen Ping'an's whereabouts, never showed up.
You must know that now not only Longquan County, but also the watersheds under the jurisdiction of Longxu River and Tiefu River, as well as the Xiuhua River and the ghost mansion of the married woman with a beautiful water and high wind plaque, are all part of the Beiyue territory. , Wei Bo sits high in Piyun Mountain, overlooking all living beings, especially those who practice Qi, as if they were watching fire.
However, Wei Bo did not appear early, which was unexpected, but it was reasonable.
The relationship between the two was not deep in the early years. At first, they relied on a Liang to maintain their relationship. Later, they gradually became friends. There was a bit of a "friendship between gentlemen", Wei Bo couldJust based on his personal preferences, he took Chen Ping'an around to "hunt" in Beiyue's jurisdiction, and helped Chen Ping'an affix an amulet from the Beiyue Mountain Temple on Chen Ping'an. But now the two are deeply involved and tend to be allies, so they have to Talk about it to avoid suspicion, even if it is superficial, you have to do it, otherwise the Dali court will probably be unhappy. After all, you, Wei Bo, are the first Five Mountains gods respected by our court, so you join forces with others to do this. Business, and then haggle to the death with the Da Li Song family? Even if Wei Bo was willing to do this, he did not care about the face of the Song family in Dali, relying on the status of a Beiyue Zhengshen who had already secured his position, and was arrogant and domineering, grabbing real benefits for himself and others, and Chen Ping'an would not dare to agree. , a business that makes you rich overnight, a long-lasting friendship, obviously the latter is more stable.
What's more, Wei Bo has always been thoughtful and forward-thinking, and is trustworthy.
Otherwise, Chen Pingan would not have sent so many letters to Piyun Mountain over the years.
At dawn, we finally arrived at the foot of Luolu Mountain.
An archway has been built at the mountain gate, but no plaque has been hung yet. In fact, it stands to reason that there is a mountain temple on the top of Luolu Mountain, and a plaque of the mountain god should be hung, but the former kiln supervisor built it. The mountain god who was born as an official had bad luck. Not only did he live under the roof of Luolu Mountain where Chen Ping'an was the foundation of his family business, but he also had a tense relationship with Wei Bo. In addition, there was an enigmatic martial artist living there in the bamboo building. Learning from the great master, there is another giant black python that often wanders around Luolu Mountain. At that time, Li Xisheng used the small snow cone to write characters on the wall of the bamboo building
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, which caused the entire Luo Li Mountain to plummet, and the mountain temple was the most affected. Over time, the Luo Li Mountain Mountain God Temple was the least popular among the three mountain temples in Longquan County. This mountain god master, who was transformed into a golden body after his death, can be said to be unpopular in every aspect.
Wei Bo slowly walked down the mountain, followed by Shi Rou far behind.
Chen Pingan got off his horse and asked with a smile: "Where are Pei Qian and the others?"
Wei Bo gloated: "I deliberately didn't tell them your whereabouts. Three little This guy thought that you, the master and your husband, were going to return to Longquan County from Hongzhu Town. Now you must be waiting eagerly. As for Zhu Lian, he has been wandering around the county town in the past few days and said that he accidentally fell in love with someone. He is a good young man who practices martial arts, but he dare not say that his golden body is promising, so he just wants to give his young master a good start when he returns home."
Chen Ping'an and Wei Bo. Walking side by side, Shi Rou still followed from a distance, but she and Chen Ping'an just nodded to each other, even as they said hello.
Chen Ping'an apologized: "I've been putting off the purchase of the mountain for so long. I'm really sorry." There was a golden earring hanging on one side of his ear. He was really a god among gods. He smiled and said: "In fact, at the end of the eleventh year of Yongjia, this business almost collapsed. The Dali court used Niujiao Mountain as the Xianjia Ferry, which was not suitable. If sold to monks, it should be included in the Dali military. This is the reason why it has beenIt has been clearly shown that there are signs of repentance. The most I can do is sell you and me one or two mountains on the side, big and useless, which can be regarded as a little compensation for face. I can't hold on anymore, but when the new year comes, Da Li The Ministry of Rites put the matter aside for the time being. The first month passed again. When the gentlemen of the Dali Ministry of Rites finished their work, celebrated the festival, had enough to eat and drink, and returned to Longquan County again, they suddenly changed their tune and said that they could wait a little longer. I guess you should have successfully ended up at Shujian Lake. "
Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly and said: "It's not going well at all.
Wei Bo turned his head and looked at the current appearance of Chen Pingan, and laughed and said: "It can be seen that it is only slightly better than the 'shape pinguli' that a layman must go through when he enters the Shinto." , terrible to look at. If Pei Qian and the others see you, they probably won't recognize you.
Chen Pingan scratched his head and sighed, "Even if we reach an agreement on buying the mountain, I still have a lot of debt over Shujian Lake."
Wei Bo smiled and said: "After all, it's just the word money that worries me. It's better than the initial ups and downs of my mood, and I was wrong in everything. It's too much, right?" "
Chen Pingan smiled, nodded and said: "That's the truth.
Wei Bo suddenly said: "I don't have money to lend you, I'm just an empty frame of the Beiyue gods, but if you can use this to defraud the gods to get money, you can just take it and make money, forget it." It's your ability. "
Chen Ping'an rubbed his hands gently and said with a smile: "This is so embarrassing. ”
Wei Bo was startled. His tone was not like that of Chen Ping’an back then. It seemed that if he was not careful, this guy would go down the slope and pull Beiyue Zhengshen away. Go to make money with a tiger-skin banner? Wei Bo quickly patted Chen Ping'an on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, forget it. How can I make you embarrassed? Friends, let's be considerate..."
Shi Rouyuan Following the two of them, to be honest, she was really shocked when she saw Chen Pingan for the first time at the gate of Luolu Mountain.
She had not seen him for several years, and the changes were a bit too big. .
Could it be that Sui Youyou, Lu Baixiang, Wei Xian and Zhu Lian were no longer around, so he could only attack the Shu Jian Lake alone, and then gave Ye Xiu countless Shu Jian Lake to reveal his true form. , living in such misery? Are you satisfied if you can leave the right and wrong place called Aquarius Island alive? Shi Rou will not underestimate Chen Ping'an because of this. After all, Shujian Lake has become lawless in recent years. She knew more or less the inside story of Zhu Lian's chat with the great mountain god Wei Bo. She understood that Chen Ping'an, even with Zhu Lian by his side, was destined to be unable to fight his way out of Shujian Lake with his fists. After all, the True Lord Jiejiang Liu Zhi Mao is enough for all outsiders to drink a pot, not to mention that Liu Laocheng will return to Shujian Lake later. He is the only wild cultivator in Aquarius Continent who has reached the Five Realms.
Chen Pingan said. : "Tell Pei Qian and the others not to wait around in Red Candle Town. "
Wei Bo smiled knowingly, nodded, whistled, and then said: "Go back quickly, Chen Ping'an is already at Luolu Mountain. ”
Like a leaf of duckweed, it swirled in the rushing water and disappeared in a flash.
Then, near the raised eaves of a roof in Hongzhu Town, Wei Bo's familiar voice sounded beside the three little guys Pei Qian.
Pei Qian, who was holding his chin, widened his eyes, "Really or not?"
The kid in Tsing Yi who was lying on the roof basking in the sun rubbed his chin, "I think Wei You are just trying to bluff people. You are just trying to tease us after you are full.”
The girl in pink skirt sitting next to Pei Qian said softly: “Mr. Wei shouldn’t lie to people about this kind of thing.” ?”
Pei Qian stood up suddenly, clenched his fists, and bumped lightly, “My master is really mysterious. He caught the three of us by surprise without saying a word. Do you think he is powerful or not?”< /p>
The girl in pink skirt covered her mouth and smiled.
The boy in Tsing Yi said angrily: "You are so awesome, we have been waiting here for so many days in vain, and when I don't see him, he asks for a red envelope as soon as we meet. If he is missing one, I will get anxious with Chen Pingan." "
Pei Qian turned to look at the boy in green, holding the hilt of the sword on his waist with one small hand at the same time, and said sincerely: "Friends are friends, but the world is big, and the master is the biggest, you. If you continue to be so unruly and think about taking advantage of my master all day long, I will kill you."
It was Pei Qian's usual style.
Probably because of his young age, he likes to talk big and weird things, so it is difficult for people to tell which of Pei Qian's words are true and which can be ignored.
The boy in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes and said, "Just rely on your three-legged cat skills?"
Pei Qian shook his head, "I know the old cook well. Ask him to beat you to death. I I'm not wrong about taking your dog's head again."
The girl in the pink skirt was a little nervous, fearing that the two guys would fight if they disagreed.
Although they often quarreled and quarreled, they never really got into it. The two of them often liked "literary fighting", talking about some magical magic that could move mountains and seas, and competing with each other. .
The boy in Tsing Yi weighed the weight of Yuanyoujing Wufu and the relationship between the old cook and Pei Qian. Then there was the snobbish Wei Bo, who seemed to be very impressed by Pei Qian. He was extremely sad in his heart. He jumped up immediately and said with a flattering face: "Nvxia Pei, why can't you take a joke? Chen Ping'an is your master and my master. The family is harmonious and makes money. What's the point of being a dog-headed person? Besides, I I'm not a dog. I'm a big dragon that has been patted on the shoulder by the three Taoist masters several times. In our Lizhu Cave and Longquan County, who dares? With my heroic spirit, you should respect me more. , Don’t say such angry words that hurt your temper again, it’s childish and not good.”
Pei Qian said seriously: “I’m not joking with you, we people in the world are just like nailing each other!” "
The boy in green said with a playful smile: "I know, I know."
The girl in pink skirt breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the two of them didn't fall out, otherwise she really wouldn't know how to be a peacemaker.
The three of them skimmed over the roofs of Hongzhu Town, and soon left the town and entered the mountains. A big black snake entangled in a deserted place swam out, and a deep mark was crushed on its abdomen. With an astonishing momentum, Pei Qian took the lead in jumping on the head of the Luolu Mountain Black Snake, sitting cross-legged and stacking the bamboo sword on his knees.
The girl in pink skirt sits in the middle of the black snake's back.
The boy in green stood on the tail of the black snake, swaying, but when he looked at the slender back of the black snake, he felt a little hazy. At that moment before, he felt the black snake again. It's like a natural sense of oppression.
This uncomfortable feeling made him very uncomfortable.
The first time they noticed something strange about Pei Qian was in the mountains. They chased and intercepted the scurrying native dog that had turned into a spirit. Pei Qian was covered in grass and tree debris, and there were stains on his face. Several small blood grooves scratched by tree branches finally blocked the way of the "wild dog". She was completely unaware of the painless injuries on her body, and only saw the desperate wild dog. The dog had bright eyes. She pressed the handle of the knife with her thumb and slowly pushed the knife out of the sheath. She bent down and stared at the wild dog. The moment the bamboo knife was taken out of the sheath, her eyes became hot.
From that moment on, the boy in Tsing Yi no longer regarded Pei Qian as a little girl who was inexperienced in the world.
He was even a little puzzled. Why did Chen Ping'an, a very upright gentleman, find such a little freak as his disciple? Or the founding disciple?
Black Snake, who was born in Qidun Mountain, is extremely familiar with the mountain road back home.
Pei Qian, the boy in blue and the girl in pink skirt each have their own thoughts.
Pei Qian gently tapped the black snake's head with the bottom of the scabbard, frowned and said: "Don't be lazy, hurry up, or one day I will learn the crazy swordsmanship, and I will use you to practice."
"Sit down" Black Snake had no choice but to speed up.
Over there at Luolu Mountain.
Chen Pingan returned to the Bamboo House with mixed feelings.
On the way, Wei Bo and Chen Ping'an had finished what they should have talked about, so they returned to Piyun Mountain first with the magical power of the mountain and water god who shrunk the ground into an inch.
Shi Rou watched Chen Pingan climb up to the second floor. He hesitated for a moment, moved a bamboo chair, and sat under the eaves. She was curious about the relationship between Chen Pingan and the old man named Cui.
The old man does not look like a pure martial artist, but more like an old Confucian scholar who has retired to the mountains and forests. Wei Bo and Zhu Lian seem to have a tacit understanding. Neither of them said anything in front of her, and they all treat the old man as if he does not exist.
The old man wanted to cultivate Pei Qian at first, but he just pinched his muscles and bones, and Pei Qian rolled on the ground, his face covered with snot and tears, and he looked pitifully. The old man, the old man had an awkward expression on his face, as if he had stepped on dog poop. Pei Qian took advantage of the old man's daze, and crept away. After that, he didn't get close to the bamboo house for several days, wandering around in the mountains. , and later simply left the mountains to the west and went ridingI became the shopkeeper of a pastry shop in Longxiang, but I just didn’t want to see the old man. After that, the old man surnamed Cui gave up on Pei Qian.
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Occasionally, he stood on the second floor and looked at the scenery, and glanced sideways at Pei Qian. I just saw a young phoenix and young Luan staying in the chicken coop all day long. The little guy was very happy, which made the old man wearing a Confucian shirt a little helpless.
Chen Pingan knocked on the door and entered.
The old man surnamed Cui sat cross-legged, opened his eyes, and looked at Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan sat opposite the old man, carrying the sword fairy on his back and a sword-raising gourd hanging on his waist.
The old man felt that the sword was a bit of an eyesore. As for the sword-raising gourd, it was slightly better. A charlatan, it’s nothing to drink. “I rely on these external things to survive.” "Leave that filthy place?"
Chen Ping'an said: "I can't say 'just', but I really couldn't survive without this sword. I was almost killed by someone on Qingxia Island in Shujian Lake." The old man said with a smile: "If someone really wants to kill you, it doesn't matter whether he has this sword or not."
Chen Ping'an said: " Between being able to kill and not being killed, without this sword, the possibility of being killed is very high."
The old man frowned in displeasure.
Chen Pingan said slowly: "On the road to martial arts, of course, one must pursue purity, but if you deliberately put yourself in danger of life and death time and time again for the sake of perfect 'purity', I think It’s not good. Even if you pass through danger once, even if you do it twice or three times, one day you will encounter a hurdle that you can’t overcome, and when the time comes, you will die. I think the purity of practicing boxing must first be cultivated. On the mountain, you are purer than those who practice Taoism on the mountain. You must first make your mind untainted. When you punch, there are many foreign objects mixed with you, and then you have the opportunity to peel them off. This is the pure foundation of martial arts. Otherwise, the path of martial arts is just the Tao. The road is long and difficult, and there is a dead end waiting in front of it. If you still like to tell yourself that you will die if you die, how can you go far?"
The old man put his fists on his knees. , leaning forward slightly, sneered: "Why, you have been out and about for a few years, and you feel that you have grown up and you are qualified to talk nonsense to me?"
Being an old man is just a matter of standing forward. A few minutes ago, inside the house on the second floor of the bamboo building, there was an instant flood of fist energy, rushing towards Chen Ping'an.
Even Shi Rou, who was outside the bamboo building, noticed that the flood was about to burst its banks.
Chen Ping'an sat where he was, motionless, with this body shape, this state of mind, both physically and mentally.
If there is a strong wind blowing indoors.
Chen Pingan kept sliding backwards, but his waist was still straight. Even if his back was against the wall, he still did not change his sitting posture at all.
The old man sighed, with a look of pity in his eyes, "Chen Pingan, after walking to Shujian Lake, are you already so afraid of death? Aren't you curious why you haven't been able to get through it all? Five Realms Bottleneck? Do you really think it’s you?Is it due to suppression? Or do you dare not delve into it yourself? "
Chen Ping'an was silent.
The old man looked at the withered young man with his back against the wall, "Afraid of death is just afraid of death. You don't dare to admit it. Of course, you have it. There are all kinds of reasons to be afraid of death. I won’t laugh at you for this. However, this is what makes things worth pondering. Whether it is martial arts or Taoism, it doesn’t matter whether your thoughts are reasonable or not, so your reason It's right, but unfortunately, you can't convince yourself with a truth that is correct for you. Now you want to practice swordsmanship, and your obsession is getting deeper and deeper. I guess that in the past few years in Shujian Lake, you often have thoughts, which rise and fall inadvertently, and you don't know it. One is that the martial artist is not strong enough, and the other is that the swordsman is too cool. This is human nature. You have never seen my real move, but you have walked through the Great Wall of Sword Qi. I believe that you have seen more than one or two sword immortals with your own eyes. "
Chen Ping'an hesitated, as if he wanted to refute.
The old man smiled and said: "I used to punch too much, and I punched in a measured way. The road to the Three Realms of Martial Arts is extremely smooth, so although you have indeed suffered a lot of pain, the road is very... gentle. This is naturally my strength. It will not hurt your physical essence at all, nor will it damage your character. No heart at all. But the grace of the swordsman you see will not care about the state of mind of a little martial artist like you. The sword's intention spans thousands of miles, and the angry bullfight opens the sea of clouds. Just like a random slap, it touches your heart one by one. There are big holes. You are a half-hearted scholar who likes to introspect. You like to look back when you have nothing to do to see if you have gone astray. You never thought that every time you look back, you have to subconsciously take a look at those holes, like condensing an abyss or observing a deep well. , fell deep into it, unable to extricate itself. "
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I realized this in Old Dragon City. The sword cultivators' swordsmanship in Jiaolonggou had a great influence on me. In addition, the Wei and Jin Dynasties broke the sky before. One sword, and one sword from the sea of clouds that Fan Junmao from Old Dragon City flew to Osmanthus Island..."
Speaking of this, Chen Ping'an looked solemn, "But after entering Shujian Lake, I was not like the senior said, I didn't notice it at all. In fact, it was quite the opposite. I had consciously tried to eliminate this influence bit by bit.
The old man laughed and said: "Throwing stones into the well, you have to be careful every time and try not to splash water at the bottom of the well. Can you fill it up?" "
Chen Ping'an suddenly realized it. He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and asked, "I dare to ask senior, what should I do? "
The old man said sarcastically: "It seems that a trip to Shujian Lake has made you look haggard and haggard, and even your originally functioning brain has become rusty. "
Chen Pingan just stared at the old man.
The old man was silent for a moment, "Fortunately, some things have not been thrown away, otherwise it would be really hopeless." "
The old man raised a fist and said, "Practice martial arts. "
The old man raised his other hand and put his fingers together, "Practice your sword. ”
Then the old man put his hands on his hands, stood up, and stood there.He looked down at Chen Ping'an and said: "Even if we can have both, how can we prioritize it? How can we prioritize it now? I don't understand anything. I'm a mess. I'm confused all day long. You deserve to be here." Walking around the gate with the city gate wide open, I was still complacent, telling myself that it wasn't that I couldn't break through the bottleneck, but that I just didn't want to. Having said that, it was really easy for you to reach the Sixth Realm, but it was just like entering from outside the house with a crotch full of shit. I mistakenly thought that I could put on clean clothes when I entered the house. In fact, the shit was also brought into the house. It was not on me, but still in the house. Fortunately, you accidentally hit it and finally did not break through. Otherwise, you would have escaped from the five realms like this. You have reached the Sixth Realm and you have the nerve to climb up to the second floor covered in shit and piss to see me?"
The old man lightly stamped his foot.
Chen Pingan's back was blown tightly against the wall by the fierce wind. He had to press his elbows against the wall of the bamboo building and tried his best not to let the back of his head touch the wall.
A stream of pure energy in the body is like a fire dragon swimming through the acupoints.
The old man squinted and looked, still standing where he was, but suddenly raised his foot and kicked it in the direction of Chen Pingan's forehead. With a bang, the back of Chen Pingan's head hit the wall hard, and the force inside his body A stream of pure energy also stagnated, like a mountain bearing a heavy load, forcing the fire dragon to crawl on the ground.
The old man clicked his tongue and said: "Chen Ping'an, you really haven't thought about why you haven't practiced boxing for three years and you can still breathe a sigh of relief? You know, boxing intention can still improve oneself even when not practicing boxing. , But can your body and bones hold up? Do you really think you are a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm?" Chen Ping'an had difficulty breathing and his face was twisted.
I knew that returning to Zhulou this time would be a big pain, but I didn’t expect it to be so straightforward.
But the old man's question made Chen Ping'an feel like he was "reining his horse from a cliff". His mind suddenly stopped like a horse. He temporarily abandoned the suppression brought by the old man's fist, calmed down and gathered his energy and concentration to think about this vague idea before. A question that I have thought about but brushed off.
The old man raised his foot again and kicked Chen Ping'an's abdomen against the wall. A wisp of fist energy just hit the extremely fine fire dragon energy.
Chen Ping'an vaguely noticed that the head, tail, and four claws of the fire dragon suddenly burst out with three strings of sounds like firecrackers and spring thunder outside the door of his heart.
The old man said: "Obviously, you are a practicing person who quietly nourishes your pure Qi with extremely high and unique techniques. If I am not mistaken, you must be a Taoist master. The head of the Zhenqi Fire Dragon has three flame seeds implanted in it. As a Taoist 'Heavenly Palace Inner Courtyard', the method of fire refining will help you to open up the spinal joints of this Fire Dragon inch by inch, so that you can expect the glory of your bones. , take the first step, skip the six realms, and develop the foundation of the golden body realm in advance. The effect is just like the golden jade-shaped body pursued by Taoists. It is not too big, but it is clever and ingenious, and the heat is excellent. Tell me, who is it? "
Chen Pingan looked confused.
Since the old man has seen the basics, he will notChen Ping'an was embarrassed again and restrained his momentum. Chen Ping'an sat against the wall, sweating profusely.
Finally, Chen Ping'an suddenly thought and smiled bitterly: "I once met a friend's master, the Taoist Taoist named Fire Dragon. Now that I think about it, the feeling of parting at that time, that Taoist priest with a fire dragon embroidered on his robe, He really extended his finger and gave me a few false tips."
The barefoot old man frowned, "Why did this old god give you this opportunity for nothing?"
On the road of spiritual practice, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, so we must pay attention to it.
Chen Pingan wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "I just gave my friend a small seal carved by the great master of Longhu Mountain."
The old man nodded, "Shan As a monk, you don’t want to be in debt, and you are afraid of karma. It makes sense if you give it away and he returns it.”
Then the old man suddenly asked: “That’s it?”
< p>Waiting for what Chen Pingan said.The old man kicked him out, and Chen Pingan's forehead felt like a heavy hammer. He hit the wall and fainted. The old man didn't even give Chen Pingan a chance to curse his mother.
The old man sneered: "You are young and full of energy. You really deserve a beating."
Another kick made Chen Pingan's body hit the wall and bounced after falling to the ground. , just after being awake for a few minutes because of the pain, he fainted again because of the pain.
From beginning to end, the old man did not deliberately hide his energy or words.
A female ghost attached to the remains of an immortal is nothing.
Under the eaves of the bamboo building, the female ghost Shi Rou was sitting on a small green bamboo chair, feeling uneasy. She swallowed and suddenly felt that she was in a state of despair compared to Chen Ping'an who was beaten to death as soon as she climbed the stairs. Shan has really lived a magical life in the past few years.
(End of this chapter)