Before the summer solstice, Chen Pingan hardly left home and spent nearly ten hours a day practicing Qi.
Ning Yao was even more exaggerated and went into seclusion directly.
As soon as there is a message from Ning Mansion about flying swords, Fan Dache will go to Ning Mansion to practice. Either he will suffer Chen Ping'an's fists, or he will be attacked by Yan Zhuo or Dong Heitan's flying swords. Chen Sanqiu didn't know how to take action, so he had to carry Fan Dache home. Yan Zhuo and Dong Huafu each have swords with purple electricity and red makeup. Once they draw their swords, Fan Dache will be even worse. Now Fan Dache only hates that his qualifications are too poor. He only has "Da Che" but no "Great Enlightenment" and cannot break through. Chen Ping'an said that as long as he, Fan Dache, reached the golden elixir level, his sword training would come to an end, and then he would go to the wine shop and sing a few times, and he would be done.
How can it be so easy for a Longmen realm sword cultivator in the Great Wall of Sword Qi to break through the bottleneck and become a golden elixir? For a sword cultivator in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it is like a real crowning ceremony.
The reason why the Great Wall of Sword Qi has become the strongest point among several sword cultivators in the world, and can also attract waves of sword cultivators from all over the world to come here to hone their skills, is naturally a big mystery, and it lies in the sword. Cultivating here is like a pure martial artist being fed fists without stopping for a moment, and the foundation of the state is extremely good. A solid foundation means that the bottleneck of breaking through the state is greater. If there is a great road pressing on the shoulders, one cannot straighten one's back.
The same Fan Dache, the same Dragon Gate realm, if he goes to the Daoxuan Mountain in the vast world, it will be much easier to break through the realm. However, if he breaks through the realm in this way, the level of the golden elixir will be much worse. In the long run, the gain will not be worth the loss. . Only those Earthly Immortal monks who really have no hope of breaking through in the Sword Qi Great Wall will go to Daoxuan Mountain to practice for a period of time and try their luck. After all, after the golden elixir, every time you reach a higher level, you will actually live a hundred or even a thousand years. .
However, it is an iron rule of the Sword Qi Great Wall that monks under the golden elixir are not allowed to go to Daoxuan Mountain to practice, in order to completely kill the luck of the young sword cultivator. So when Ning Yao ran away from home and secretly went to Daoxuan Mountain, even though with Ning Yao's qualifications, there was no need to take any shortcuts, it was still a big criticism. It's just that the boss swordsman turned a blind eye to this, and A Liang secretly escorted her and personally followed Ning Yao all the way to the Daoxuan Mountain Catch and Fang Pavilion. Others only complained a few words, and there was nothing wrong with it. A swordsman really went to stop Ning Yao.
In recent martial arts performances, Chen Ping'an teamed up with Fan Dache, and Yan Zhuo and Dong Huafu teamed up to use their natal flying swords casually, but without swords. The four of them only held wooden sticks as swords, and the way to determine the winner was also It's weird. Someone's wooden sword breaks first, and both sides lose. As a result, almost all the pile of wooden sticks placed on the martial arts field were used by Fan Dache. This was the result of Chen Ping'an's repeated rescue of Fan Dache.
No matter what, Fan Dache was finally able to leave Ning Mansion standing. Every time before going home, he would go to the wine shop to drink the cheapest Zhuhai Dongtian wine.
Chen Sanqiu would also chat with Fan Dache about the gains and losses of sword practice and the flaws in sword shooting. When Fan Dache was drinking, he listened to the careful guidance of his good friend, his eyes bright.
Especially Chen Ping'an's suggestion that the four of them work together to fight against the senior swordsman Nalan Yexing made Fan Dache eager to give it a try.
Yan Zhuo's silk and satin shop, in addition to selling more than a hundred Sword Immortal seals one after another, also released a brand new book of Jian Sword Immortal seals, and there was also a bonus bamboo fan with the seal For some private seals that are not included in the Jianjianxian Seal Book, the bamboo fan ribs and fan surfaces are still made of ordinary materials, and the work is only on the poems, lines, and seal scripts.
Just like big and small restaurants are forced to hang couplets by Diezhang Winery, Jianqi Great Wall is also forcing the big and small Buzhuang silk and satin shops to give away some folding fans, powder sachets, etc. to Yan Zhuo's shop. Exquisite items are just for customers, especially those wealthy women with a good family background and no shortage of private money. They don't seem to like other shops. In fact, many women may not really like the seals and folding fans of Yan's shop, but they just like Li's shop. Several female sword fairies, including Cai, and many women from wealthy families, all visited Yan's shop. It seemed that if women didn't go there to buy something, they would have to be inferior to others. How could this be done?
Not only that, but for the first time, some of the usually dull old men came to visit or invited the house for the first time after drinking at Diezhang Liquor Shop and hearing something. The superiors and subordinates went to Yan's shop and bought some exquisite silks and satins that were of no use, and gave them to their women together with folding fans. Many women actually felt that the purchase was expensive, but when they looked at the expectations in the eyes of those dull men in their family, , I can only say that I like it. Afterwards, in my free time, in the middle of summer, I want to escape the heat and enjoy the coolness. I open the folding fan and enjoy the cool breeze. I take a look at the beautiful words on the fan. If I don’t understand, ask others quietly. Once you understand the meaning, you will feel that it is really good.
Chen Pingan finished refining his Qi that day, took a walk in the night, and came to the Dragon-Zhanping Cliff Pavilion alone.
Ning Yao is now in seclusion in a secret room. Before the retreat, Ning Yao didn't say much. He only said that he didn't want to break through the realm and become a Nascent Soul. There was no risk anyway.
Chen Pingan will stay at the Sword Qi Great Wall for at least five years. If the war still hasn’t started by then, he will have to rush back to Aquarius Continent. After all, things are not going well in his hometown of Luoluo Mountain. Less, and then you need to leave immediately to return to Daixuan Mountain. Today's cross-continental flying sword communication is very strictly controlled by the Great Wall of Sword Qi and Xuanxuan Mountain. It requires two hands to verify that there is no error before there is a chance to send it out or get it. This would be particularly troublesome for Chen Pingan.
It’s not that we can’t find the right time, go to Daoxuan Mountain, and then hand over the secret letter and family letters to the Osmanthus Island of the Fan family in Old Dragon City, or to the Mountain Turtle of Sun Jiashu. Both parties are generally not bad. The rule is that you can win over Aquarius Continent and then help forward it to Luolu Mountain. Now Chen Ping'an, it is not too difficult to do this, and of course there will be a price. Otherwise, the inspection of Feijian at the Sword Qi Great Wall and Daixuan Mountain will be done. , it became a big joke, and it was impossible to act as a swordsman and a Taoist king. But Chen Ping'an is not afraid of paying the necessary price, but he does not want the Fan family and Sun family to be too involved with Luopo Mountain outside of the above-board business. People who are kind-hearted in doing business with Luopo Mountain cannot pay dividends. , and was dragged into many whirlpools by him, the Lord of Luo Luo Mountain.
Chen PingAn walked down Dragon Dragon Cliff and returned to the small house. There was originally only a side room with a seal table, but now there was an extra table. It was a map of Longquan County drawn by Chen Pingan. If you see it, you will probably be unhappy. Because on this map, all the large and small Longquan Longquan kilns, Tiankui kilns, Xingdou kilns, Wenchang kilns, Wulong kilns, Chongxiao kilns, Huahua kilns, Tongyin kilns, paperweight kilns, and Ganoderma kilns are accurately drawn. , Yuqin kiln, lotus kiln...
There are two booklets on the table, both handwritten by Chen Ping'an. One records the historical inheritance of all Long kiln kiln mouths, and the other writes about the town's total ten The origins of the four major surnames and families are all written in small regular script, and they are densely packed. It is estimated that the Huaihuang County Yamen and the Dali Xingbu Yamen will not be happy if they see it.
Many records were written by Chen Pingan based on his memory, and most of the secret files were secretly collected bit by bit and one by one through Luolu Mountain in the past few years.
Chen Pingan put his hands in his sleeves, rocked his body gently back and forth, and stared at the map.
Without turning his head, he reached out his sleeves and opened the pages of one of the books with two fingers. It was Zhengyang Mountain. He glanced at it and turned it again. It was the Xu family of Qingfeng City.
They are all old acquaintances.
Eighteen generations of ancestors are clearly recorded in the book. It is estimated that Chen Ping'an knows more about the detailed context of their respective mountains and families than the direct descendants of these two immortals
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The descendants of the ancestral hall of a wealthy family.
These are two main volumes that have been roughly completed, and there will be two supplementary volumes with more text content. One is about the purchase and sale of natal porcelain in Long Kiln, and the possible purchase of natal porcelain. Among the Aquarius Continent Immortal Family and Bizhou sects, in addition to the Ma Family in Xinghua Lane, which looks like the lowest level of the market, there will also be the Qiong Lin sect who is aloof and whose money can communicate with gods. I wrote about the Qiong sect in Luzhou, Beiju. Lin Zong, of course, cannot avoid Xu Xuan, and then there is He Xiaoliang, the leader of the Qingliang Sect, so it also involves the Shen Gao Sect, the leader of the Xian family on Baopingzhou Mountain. The other one is about the inextricable connections between the wealthy families in the small town and the many fairy families outside Lizhu Cave. The two volumes will naturally be intertwined and involved with each other.
Chen Pingan walked out of the house, and Nalan Yexing stood at the door, looking a little solemn and a little angry, because beside the old man stood an unnamed disciple, Cui Wei, a golden elixir sword cultivator who was born and raised in the Jianqi Great Wall. .
Nalan’s night-time murderous intention was so intense that he seemed to be about to kill this person on the spot if he couldn’t help it.
Chen Pingan understood clearly and smiled at the old man: "Grandpa Nalan doesn't have to blame himself so much. When I have time in the future, I will have a heart-to-heart talk with Grandpa Nalan."
Nalan Yexing nodded, turned to Cui Wei and said: "From tonight on, you and I, Nalan Yexing, will no longer have any friendship between master and disciple."
Cui Wei looked indifferent and cupped his fists towards the swordsman. Just making amends.
As for what Cui Wei is thinking at the moment, a person who has been able to endure it until now will definitely not reveal it at all.
Nalan’s night walk passed by in a flash.
Chen PinganTwo chairs were moved out and Cui Wei sat down gently, "Mr. Chen should have guessed it."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I was a little skeptical at the beginning because the surname was too eye-catching. I have been afraid of snake bites for ten years, so I can't help but think about it. But after such a long period of observation, my original suspicion has been reduced by most. After all, you should have never left the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It is hard to believe that someone can be so forbearing. I don’t understand why you are willing to pay so much, so can it be said that the real preacher who first led you to the path of spiritual practice was a chess piece placed in the Great Wall of Sword Qi by Cui Han a long time ago?”
Cui Wei nodded, "Mr. Chen's guess is correct. It's not just me, almost everyone who is unwilling to admit the existence of spies, such as Huangzhou in Dayuling Lane, has a path of spiritual practice. An inconspicuous accident leaves no trace, so we are completely kept in the dark even from the beginning. From now on, what we should do and what we should say are all under extremely subtle control. Eventually, one day, like me, Cui Wei, If he suddenly gets an order that matches the code, he will voluntarily walk into Ning Mansion to identify himself to Mr. Chen."
Cui Wei said straightforwardly: "I won't even ask Mr. Chen about the past. It means nothing. The person who first preached to Cui Wei had already died in the southern battlefield. Cui Wei visited Ning Mansion today and only said one thing. Mr. Chen will only send secrets to Aquarius Island in the future. Just leave it to Cui Wei. Of course, Mr. Chen can choose to believe it or not."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Of course I don't believe you, and I won't give you any letters. Don't worry, you, Cui Wei, are of no use or harm to the Ning Mansion, and I won't do anything unnecessary in the future. Cui Wei will still be Cui Wei, but he will not be involved in the anonymous disciple of Nalan Yexing."
Cui Wei will follow you. He took out a pebble from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Ping'an. The golden elixir sword cultivator didn't say a word.
Chen Ping'an took over and found out that Cui Dongshan picked up the stones from the Yuying cliff stream in Chunlu Garden.
Chen Pingan took the stone, put it in his sleeve, and said with a smile: "In the future, when you and I meet, we won't be in Ning Mansion. Try to go to the wine shop as much as possible. Of course, you and I should try to meet less often, so as not to let anyone know. People are suspicious. Whenever I have something to do with you, I will slightly move your Cui Wei's "nothing card". From next month, I won't talk about drinking with friends when I have nothing to do. If I want to send or receive letters, I will move it first. I will only appear on the first day of the new year to meet you. If there are no exceptions, it will be postponed to the second day of the next month. If there are exceptions, I will generally greet you when I meet you. , sending and receiving letters at most twice a year is enough. If there is a better way to contact you, or if you have any concerns, you can come up with a charter and tell me back."
" Remember."
Cui Wei stood up and left silently.
Chen Pingan stood up without seeing him off.
Nalan Yexing appeared under the eaves and said with emotion: "Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing hearts."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "We should celebrateFortunately, there is one less ‘bad case’ around me. ”
There is no need to say anything nice for Cui Wei, or to help Nalan Yexing scold Cui Wei.
Nalan Yexing couldn’t help but smile bitterly, and he was even more embarrassed.
Chen Pingan led the old man to the opposite room, and the old man took out two bottles of wine. It didn't matter if there were no food to accompany the wine.
After hearing Chen Pingan's summary of the interrogation at Shujian Lake, there were many inside stories. It's useless. Basically, it's just to make the old man feel at ease. It's not surprising that he lost to Cui Chan.
Nalan Yexing couldn't help but drink an extra bottle of wine, and finally asked: "It's so bad, uncle." How did you get through it? "
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Didn't Grandpa Nalan already tell you the answer? ”
Nalan Yexing was stunned for a long time, and then he understood and laughed heartily.
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The Sword Qi Great Wall is in the scorching summer, and the vast world is full of people. In Longquan County of Aquarius Continent, it was the first heavy snowfall since the beginning of winter.
The Luopo Mountain Ancestral Hall is not on the main peak and is some distance away from the residence, but Chen Nuanshu has to go there every half a month. At the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall, open the door and wipe it carefully.
Today, Pei Qian and Zhou Mili followed Chen Nuanshu and said they wanted to help. On the way there, Pei Qian stretched out his hand. Protector Shan You respectfully held up his hiking stick with both hands, and Pei Qian performed crazy swordsmanship all the way, breaking countless snowflakes.
When he arrived at the outer gate of the Zushitang mansion, Pei Qian stood with his sword in both hands. On the steps, looking around, there was heavy snow, and the master was not on Luolu Mountain. She, the founding disciple, felt an unparalleled loneliness.
Chen Nuanshu, carrying a small bucket, took out the key and opened the door. , behind the gate is a large patio, and beyond that is the ancestral hall that is not closed. Zhou Mili took the bucket, took a deep breath, used his magical power, and ran around in the snow-covered patio, shaking his hands vigorously. The bucket soon transformed into a bucket of water. He raised it high and handed it to Chen Nuanshu who was standing high up. Chen Nuanshu was about to cross the threshold and go to the Patriarch Hall where the portraits were hung and the seats were placed. Pei Qian suddenly grabbed Chen Nuanshu and pulled her behind him. Pei Qian bent down slightly, holding a hiking pole and staring at the center chair at the front of the Patriarch Hall.
That was his master's chair.
There were ripples, and then an old gentleman wearing a Confucian shirt and white hair appeared out of thin air.
Pei Qian looked at it. She looked at the thin old man in a daze.
The lights in the world were like stars.
It was a state of mind she had never seen before. No matter how you open your eyes, the scenery is endless.
The old scholar stood beside the chair
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There were three hanging portraits at a high place behind him. Looking at the much taller girl outside the door, he felt a lot of emotion.
It was not in vain that he had to show off his old face and borrow things from others. Another bet.
In the final analysis, he is still his disciple, and he will never let his husband and senior brother down.
Pei Qian asked: "Master Literary Saint?"
The old scholar was stunned for a moment. He had never been called that before. He asked curiously: "Why is it Master?" ?"
Pei Qian said seriously: "It seems that he is of higher seniority."
The old scholar smiled and nodded slightly, "That's very kind."
p>A certain knowledge in my own lineage, a secret that can only be understood but not passed down, has been carried forward so quickly?
Pei Qian glanced at the hanging portrait at the top, looked away, and said loudly: "Master Literary Saint, a living person like you seems to be more majestic than the hanging portrait!"< /p>
Chen Nuanshu blinked and said nothing.
Zhou Mili tilted her head, frowned hard, and glanced back and forth between the hanging portrait and the old scholar. She really didn't notice.
The old scholar coughed a few times, tugged at his collar, straightened his waist, and asked, "Seriously?"
Pei Qian nodded vigorously, shrank his neck, and shook his head from side to side. He looked left and right, stood on tiptoes and looked up and down, and finally nodded and said: "It's absolutely true, it's absolutely right! Even the big white goose praised me for being able to spot people and thieves!"
The old scholar smiled happily. He opened his mouth and asked the three little girls to sit down. Anyway, they all had seats here. The old scholar lowered his voice and said: "You three little girls only need to know about my coming to Luopo Mountain. Don't do it." Talk to others."
Pei Qian coughed, "Nuan Shu, Mi Li!"
Chen Nuanshu nodded immediately: "Okay."
Zhou Mili carried the hiking pole "gifted" from Pei Qian, straightened his chest and closed his mouth tightly.
From now on, she will be mute. Besides, she was originally a big water monster from Mute Lake.
The old scholar was walking slowly in the Patriarch Hall, Chen Nuanshu started to clean the chairs one by one, Pei Qian stood next to his chair, and Zhou Mili wanted to sit there and post it On the seat where the guardian Zhang You wrote a small note, Pei Qian glared at him and showed no courtesy. The elders of his master came to visit, and the old gentleman didn't even sit down. You sit down like a hammer. Zhou Mili immediately stood up, feeling a little aggrieved. Didn't he want the old gentleman to know who he really was?
The old scholar saw it in his eyes, smiled on his face, and said nothing.
To be able to bring Pei Qian step by step to the road today, my retreating disciple spent a lot of energy on it. It is even more valuable to teach him so well.
This is actually the third time that the old scholar has come to Luopo Mountain. The previous two times, he came and went in a hurry, but never set foot here. After this time, he was busy and hardworking again.
Previously, the old man sneaked into a small town school and stood in a certain position.
Looking up, there should have been a little girl in a red cotton-padded jacket in this classroom in the early years, sitting upright, seemingly paying attention to the class, but in factTraveling thousands of miles.
There will be Lin Shouyi who is attentive and focused. Wherever the teacher talks, he will think of it.
There will be Li Huai who has chickens pecking at rice and dozing off.
Zhao Yao, who must have been unable to imagine his future at that time, would one day leave his husband's side, travel far away in an ox cart, and eventually travel to the Middle-earth Divine Continent alone.
There will be a wise and foolish Dong Shuijing, and a little girl wearing a goat's horn.
The old man was standing there and thought of a registered disciple who was similar to Mao Xiaodong, Ma Zhan. He made one mistake and made another mistake. After he suddenly realized that he had the chance to repent, he was only willing to die. Mingzhi.
The old man discovered that in the end, it seemed that all the faults were his own. As a gentleman who preached, taught, and solved doubts, he did not impart enough knowledge to his disciples, and it was even worse to teach his disciples how to settle down and live their lives.
The old scholar bowed his head and twirled his beard, which made him even more worried.
It’s just that today I arrived at the Luolu Mountain Patriarch Hall where I closed my discipleship. There were tall hanging statues, well-organized chairs, bright and clean windows, and it was spotless. In particular, I saw three lively and lovely little girls, the old man. Only then did I have a bit of a smile. But the old scholar felt more and more guilty. Why was his portrait hung at the top? How much has this bastard gentleman like you done for your disciples? Can you teach them knowledge carefully and explain their doubts in detail? Are you like Cui Cheng, who takes him with you and travels thousands of miles together? Are there people like Mao Xiaodong and Ma Zhan who can ask their husbands whenever they have doubts? In addition to a few words and a few words, he vaguely instilled the sequential theory of a young man, which made the disciples feel trapped and full of thoughts at a young age. At that time, they only had some drunken chatter. How could he become someone else's teacher?
Some knowledge, if you get involved early, it is as difficult as entering a mountain and moving it.
The old gentleman felt extremely guilty.
In the school at that time, the old man turned his head and looked outside, as if there was a child with a sallow complexion, standing on tiptoes outside the window sill. The child opened his eyes wide, raised his ears, listened to the sound of books, and smelled Breathing the fragrance of books, looking at the teachers and students inside, the child stood alone outside the school, with a pair of clean eyes full of longing.
In the future of that child’s life, he may be carrying a big basket on his back while collecting herbs on the mountain, emboldening himself and shouting loudly without understanding the meaning of “In the beginning, human beings are inherently good.” , on the way down the mountain, happily recited "The sky and the earth are black and yellow, the universe is vast and wild". Between going up and down the mountain, the sun was exposed to the sun and sweating profusely. The child hid in the shade of the tree to rest and played with grass by himself. He won or lost. Raising one hand high and shouting "win, win, win" will make you look childish.
The world is full of suffering, and it is not uncommon for children to live like this.
At a young age, I can tolerate it on my own, but it is rare.
The old scholar even regretted the words he said to Chen Ping'an. The young man's shoulders should carry the willows Yiyi and the grass growing Yingfei.
Tell Pei Qian and the others that there is no problem, tell Chen Pingan that this isIsn’t it too painful to stand and talk?
But the old scholar thought again and looked at Luo Luoshan today. It seemed that the words he had spoken to that straw-shoe boy in his early years were the right ones.
In the end, Pei Qian and the others found that the old gentleman who had come from afar was sitting on the chair closest to the threshold. He sat there quietly and looked up at the three hanging portraits.
Instead of looking at the hanging portrait of himself in the middle, he looked at the hanging portrait of Cui Cheng for a long time, nodded slightly, and murmured words that no one could really hear. Finally, the old gentleman kept looking at the portrait of himself. The disciple's portrait remains silent.
The old gentleman said to himself: "Maybe he said: 'How about repaying evil with kindness?'"
The old gentleman asked himself and answered: "The Master said: 'How to repay kindness? With straightness. To report grievances, repay kindness with kindness.'"
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A cross-continental ferry from Aquarius Island came down from Osmanthus Island. Their hometown is Nabei Kulu. A sword cultivator and apprentice in the continent.
You probably don’t know yet about the blue-shirted Sword Immortal who is the master. He is now famous in many alleys of the Sword Qi Great Wall for no apparent reason.
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