Chapter 802 Meeting an old gentleman

The bamboo forest is as thick as a bamboo tree, and there are several thatched houses.

On both sides of the confrontation, at the door of a thatched hut was Ma Guixian, the eldest disciple of the female martial arts goddess of the Daduan Dynasty.

The visitor is a man with a slender figure, a green shirt, a long coat, and cloth shoes, standing in the bamboo forest.

From two thatched huts elsewhere, two women walked out. They looked young, but they were actually quite old. They were two junior sisters of Ma Guixian, one of whom was born in the top wealthy family Yun. The other one, Zhuang Dou, was born in Shanze Yexiu. He turned into a pure martial artist and joined the army. In the end, during a tragic war, he was recognized by Pei Beixiang, the national master who presided over the battle, for his martial arts qualifications and was accepted as a disciple. The realm of a martial artist improves extremely quickly, with overwhelming momentum.

Dou Fenxia, ​​who had her hair tied up in a snake bun, was leaning against a green bamboo tree with a lazy attitude and a plump body. Now she squinted and smiled, carefully looking at the unkind man in green shirt.

Before she stopped, she bent down and picked up a few stones and bamboo leaves from the ground. Now she was leaning on a bamboo pole, raising her toes and gently poking the ground. .

The junior sister Liao Qingao not far away has been involved in cultivation and entered the cave realm early. Therefore, even though she is half a hundred years old, she still has the appearance of a girl, with an extremely thin waist and a long sword.

These three fellow students, as the senior brother Ma Guixian, are at the top of the mountain.

Dou Fenxia and Liao Qingao are both pure warriors at the bottleneck of the Yuanyou Realm.

Three pure martial artists all have the hope of reaching the tenth level.

So in the eyes of the outside world, if five ten-level warriors appear in one sect at the same time in the future, the martial arts of the Daduan Dynasty will be prosperous, which will be unprecedented and unprecedented.

The breeze blows through the bamboo forest, and the man in the distance is wearing a green shirt, his hair on the temples is swaying slightly, his sleeves are swaying slightly, and the clouds and water are rippled.

In a trance, this person seemed to be in a mysterious realm where heaven and man are one.

This scene of a clear and spiritual painting is really eye-catching, and it makes Dou Fenxia shine brightly. She is such a young hidden official who has heard her name for a long time but has not seen her face. No wonder she can be with her junior brother in the city when she was young. Played three games in a row.

Liao Qingao had a frosty face and didn’t have a good impression of this person. He couldn’t defeat his junior brother, so he took advantage of Cao Ci’s participation in the Confucian Temple meeting to trouble his senior brother? What's going on?

Ma Guixian asked with a smile: "Chen Pingan, have you found the wrong person? When did Mr. Ma become so famous? If you just want to practice boxing and hone your martial arts, there is no other place to go. Are there any other seniors? It doesn’t seem like it’s my turn.”

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, “I’m looking for the wrong person. Unless you’re not Ma Guixian.”

Zhang Tiaoxia from Zhongtu, Changjing from Song Dynasty from Baopingzhou, Wang Fuxu from Luzhou from Beiju, Wu Shu from Tongyezhou, Pei Axiang from Aaizhou... They are all ten-level warriors with a high fist level.

Although Ma Guixian has always been arrogant, he is not too high-minded. He feels that he can now compete withComparable to these predecessors.

Among the ten young people in the world who were previously selected, the eleventh hidden official in front of him occupies a place by virtue of his dual identity as a Nine Realm martial artist and a Nascent Soul sword cultivator.

It’s just that Ma Guoxian learned from his master and junior brother that Chen Ping’an had actually reached the tenth level in Tongyezhou.

So Chen Ping'an came to visit today and asked him about boxing to see his posture. It was equivalent to asking nine realms from ten realms. It was absolutely unreasonable and winning would be disgraceful.

Of course, if Chen Pingan really insists on asking for punches, Ma Guoxian won't mind taking the punches.

Ma Guixian is a Daduan warrior and a battlefield general who rose through the ranks. He now commands an elite frontier army of up to 200,000 people.

So Ma Guixian was too lazy to think too much and asked with a smile: "How do you ask?"

"I'll give you two choices. If you lose, first apologize and admit your mistake, and then Return something."

Chen Ping'an said: "If you lose the fist, you will fall into the realm of hopelessness. I will ask Pei Bei again to get that thing back."< /p>

Ma Guixian was confused when he heard this. What does this mean? What should I apologize to and who should I admit my mistake to? What to return? He and Chen Ping'an had no intersection at all.

Dou Fenxia smiled sweetly, clenched the stone in her hand, raised the back of her hand, and put it against her lips. She felt that this young hidden official was so aggressive that he was a little cute.

Liao Qing'ai said coldly: "Chen Ping'an, this is not a place where you can run wild!"

Chen Pingzhi ignored Ma Guixian and extended a palm towards Ma Guixian to signal the other party. You can punch first.

The grievances are clear. I visited today and asked Ma Guixian only to ask about boxing. I must use the principles that Ma Guixian is good at to use the martial arts fists and feet, and treat the other person's body in the same way.

Of course it has nothing to do with the Daduan Dynasty, the master and disciple Pei Bei and Cao Ci, or the two female warriors Dou and Liao. But if someone must get involved, Chen Ping'an would make sense.

Liao Qingao suddenly turned her head and looked at one place, her face full of displeasure. There was actually a monk on the mountain who dared to look at the mountains and rivers from a distance.

At the same time, Dou Fenxia raised her hand with a smile, and a bamboo leaf flashed past her fingertips. The bamboo leaf was like a pocket flying sword, pulling up a straight line, and the green bamboo leaf finally hovered somewhere, as if Sword cultivators ask questions about swords.

A monk in the Immortal Realm who used his magical powers in the Aotou Mountain Immortal Mansion had to withdraw his powers. Inside the mansion, the Immortal shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was a royal minister of the Daduan Dynasty. Both emotionally and rationally, I have to protect several of the disciples of Imperial Master Pei Bei. The three martial arts masters over there in the bamboo forest hut may not yet know the basics of Wenquan Fang at the moment, but Immortal Daduan has seen the beginning and end of the Yuanyangzhu incident and knows how powerful the green-robed swordsman is.

Another reason that made the immortal smile bitterly was that the blue-shirted sword immortal was in the bamboo forest. His demeanor looked familiar, and it was actually the same as that of the immortal Yunqiao from Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion. Clouds and water bodies have several fractal shapeslike.

However, in fact, although it was the first time for Ma Guoxian and the others to meet Chen Ping'an, they did not know anything about this last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

When Chen Ping'an was a boy, he met Cao Ci who was practicing boxing with Mao Mao at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He had three fights and three defeats. Furthermore, the founding disciple that Chen Pingan later recruited, a young woman named Pei Qian, while traveling alone in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, went to the Daduan Dynasty and found Cao Ci. She signed up for her number, asked for four boxing matches, and won. There was no suspense about the loss, but Pei Bei admired this foreigner woman martial artist with the same surname. During the years when Pei Qian was recuperating in the Imperial Prefecture, even Pei Qian's daily medicinal diet was prepared by Pei Bei himself. Fangzi.

Dou Fenxia smiled charmingly and asked: "Mr. Chen, can we discuss it with you? Before you fight Ma Guixian to death, let me ask you a question first. It's not a serious question boxing."

Ma Guoxian scolded: "Junior Sister Dou, don't be ridiculous!"

But Dou Fenxia had already moved a few steps and had three pills in her hand. The stones were thrown out quickly, and several bamboo leaves were as fast as flying swords, heading straight for the green shirt.

She stretched out her hand and pressed it on the green bamboo next to her. The bamboo leaves rustled and fell one after another. A large group of green bamboo leaves gathered in the air, condensing into a large group of green color, as if offering sacrifices. He made hundreds of flying swords.

Chen Pingan waved his sleeve with his left hand and scattered the stones and bamboo leaves that came towards his face. Then he raised his right hand, put his two fingers together, and pointed lightly. The sword aura between Dou Fenxia's eyebrows was awe-inspiring, as if There was a strong sword energy condensed into a mustard seed, which gently pressed against the center of her eyebrows. Like a visitor who only stood at the door but did not knock on the door, Dou Fenxia's fair face was slightly open, and the snake bun on her head was quietly loose.

She didn’t dare to make any move anymore. The bamboo leaves that had lost their warrior spirit and were supported by pure Qi suddenly scattered, and many of them fell in her bun and on her shoulders. She stamped her feet, revealing the girl. With a shy look, she said plaintively: "Sure enough, I'm so low-level that I can't fight at all."

Dou Fenxia clapped her hands, and where the stones and bamboo leaves that had been smashed by Chen Ping'an's sleeve disappeared, a grain of stone disappeared. The golden light was scattered by her.

Chen Pingan knew clearly in his heart that Dou Fenxia was a swordsman who deliberately revealed his identity. This martial arts was a pure martial artist, but he could naturally defeat the martial artist through secret techniques. When a martial artist of the same realm meets her, it is like a qigong practitioner meeting a sword cultivator. She is extremely difficult to deal with and the chance of winning is extremely slim. It's just that there are a lot of warriors from the sword-catching line in the Qingming world, but they are rarely seen in the Haoran world.

Unfortunately, even the student Cui Dongshan didn’t know much about the art of catching swords, so Chen Ping’an learned a little bit about it and could only use it to scare people. It was absolutely useless when he encountered a life-and-death fight. Opportunity to use.

Dou Fenxia smiled brightly, still looking at the calm and leisurely green-shirted guest, secretly gathering her voices into a line, and reminded Ma Guixian: "Brother, I guessed it, except for Chen Ping'an He is a swordsman, and he is indeed a hidden swordsman, so he can be regarded as my colleague.. In the next round of questioning, senior brother must be careful. You can never be too careful. "

Ma Guixian was not very grateful. It was just a question of boxing, and he was conceited about life and death. Dou Fenxia calculated the opponent in this way. She was even more useless when she lost. It was not just that her skills were inferior to others, so she replied to her junior sister. : “Junior sister, you don’t have to worry so much.

Dou Fenxia looked calm, as if she was flirting with the young hidden official, but her words to her senior brother were full of anger, "You can see that he is not a good person at first glance, you will be beaten by a ten-level martial artist." Asking about boxing, why should I be so shameless? You are the most squeamish among the old men! If it were me and you, the three of us would kill him together! "

Chen Ping'an smiled.

He roughly guessed what Dou Fenxia was thinking, but he didn't tell her face to face.

Ma Guoxian began to move forward slowly. , the opponent has come to the door. As a perfect martial artist in the ninth realm, who is only half a step away from the top of the mountain, and the nominal disciple of the master, there is no reason why Pei Bei originally intended to only accept the fist in this life. One of the disciples was Cao Ci.

It was because the Emperor of the Daduan Dynasty asked Pei Bei for a favor after the war ended a few years ago, saying that he was the one who liked to read Jianghu romance novels. The old man wants to make a request for his family and Miss Pei who is still very young.

Let the world after the Daduan Dynasty be more lively

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There must be more masters, including the four masters and the top ten masters.

Pei Bei agreed.

That's why Pei Bei now has four direct descendants in name, the eldest disciples Ma Guixian, Dou Fenxia, ​​and Liao Qingao, and the junior disciple Cao Ci.

Internally, except for Cao Ci, they are actually just Pei Bei. An anonymous disciple. Cao Ci is still the founding disciple and also the closed disciple.

For the outside world, because Cao Ci is the youngest, he becomes the junior disciple of Ma Guixian.

Cao Ci is indifferent to this matter, but the three senior brothers and sisters, including Ma Guixian, all know very well that only if they reach the tenth level can they have a chance to be truly regarded as his direct descendants by their master.

Chen Ping'an always stood on the same spot, just gently rolling up his sleeves.

Ma Huixian took a step forward, and the muddy ground beneath his feet collapsed slightly, and his figure left the spot instantly. Xian Yi's fists poured out fiercely, and the large bamboo forest surrounding the green shirt fell backward at the same time, with thousands of bamboo poles bending in a huge arc.

Chen Ping'an remained motionless, holding the palm of his hand against it. The opponent's elbow slid back a few steps, stretched out his hand, tilted it upward, held Ma Guixian's chin, and suddenly exerted force.

Ma Guixian suddenly turned his head and avoided Chen. Ping An made a casual move that seemed to be an understatement but was actually extremely fierce. He bent his knees, twisted his waist and dropped his shoulders. His body sank, he rotated, and he swept his legs. Then the green shirt disappeared, only a large piece of green bamboo was broken at the waist. Ma Guoxian stood there. In the open space, the man in green shirt in the distance floated on the top of a broken bamboo. He made a fist with one hand and held it behind his back., smiled and said: "You like to give in to punches? It's just that you are older and not at a high level, so you don't need to be so polite."

Dou Fenxia narrowed her eyes, and if it was herself, the young Yin Guan just raised her head like that, She definitely couldn't hide. She was hit hard and the punches were probably over. She would have to recover for a few months.

Ma Kuixian remained silent, took a deep breath, opened a boxing frame, and with the will of a bow as full as the moon, with the Nine Realm martial artist as the center of the circle, the surrounding bamboo forest bowed his head, and instantly bent down the pole. The sound of shattering of the body could be heard all of a sudden.

It turned out to be a boxing technique that absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and then refines it into a breath of pure true energy? How is such a martial artist different from a trainer? Wouldn't it be natural to be in a lawless place when fighting against a Qi practitioner?

Ma Kuixian disappeared in a flash, but Dou Fenxia and Liao Qingao were unable to catch the traces of their senior brother.

There was only a sound like a fist exchange between the two sides, like a string of spring thunder exploding in the bamboo forest. The next moment, it was Ma Guixian's turn to stand where he was wearing a green shirt, with the arm that punched. Trembling slightly, there was blood seeping out of his sleeves.

The vision of the two female warriors was further away. The man stood on a green bamboo pole that seemed to be nodding to the ground. He put his hands behind his back and looked down from a high position. He still only had Ma Guoxian in his eyes and asked with a smile: "You still want to give in to the boxing, do you really think that I am a friend from afar?"

Liao Qingao said solemnly: "If you ask about boxing, ask about boxing. If you humiliate others with words, are you worthy of being a master?!"

Chen Pingan nodded, "It makes sense, it sounds very similar to that."

There was an old man in Aquarius Island, with a sword standing tall and a bamboo yellow scabbard. Every time I travel around the world, I always read the almanac before going out.

As a result, the old man was once at home, and a warrior from another continent came to buy a scabbard. If he didn't sell it, he would die, and he would also risk the lives of his grandchildren and his wife.

Probably from that day on, the old man no longer had the world in his heart. He began to accept his old age and could not turn over the old almanac.

Why, I, Chen Pingan, just chatted with you for a few words today, and now you feel that I am not worthy of being a martial artist?

Ma Guixian thought that this young hidden official was from Aquarius Continent. He suddenly remembered something and asked tentatively: "What do you think of an old guy named Song from Shushui Kingdom?" Relationship?"

Finally remembered.

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "What is the relationship? The relationship between the senior and the junior. Senior Song taught me a swordsmanship."

Wherever one sword goes, thousands of armies will follow. Piyi.

It is connected to the Jianqi Great Wall and the Great Avenue.

Chen Pingan took a step sideways, stepped off the bamboo pole, and touched the ground with his feet. The green bamboo pole beside him instantly straightened up, and the bamboo leaves swayed violently.

Chen Pingan asked: "Have you forgotten the old man's name?"

Ma Guixian sneered: "I see. Yes, what is the old guy?" I really can’t remember the name.”

Do you remember that old martial artist in Zhuangzi? Was he from the Sixth Realm or the Seventh Realm?

For the small country of Aquarius, he is probably the grand master who is the leader of the country? Ma Guixian only vaguely remembered that the other party did not know good and bad at the beginning, was of low status and courage, and was determined not to sell the scabbard. The young man and woman in the village, who seemed to be the old man's juniors, even risked their lives. In the end, the old man probably felt that it was not worth ruining his family just to get the scabbard, so he obediently handed over the scabbard.

Chen Pingan was slightly distracted and frowned slightly.

Because that extremely weird riverside meeting seemed to be over. All the great monks of the Fourteenth Realm have returned to the river of time.

Ma Guixian seized this fleeting opportunity, came to Chen Pingan in an instant, and quietly delivered the most perfect punch of his life.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand, grabbed Ma Guixian's punch, gently pushed it away, and then took the initiative to punch for the first time, which was the god-beating drum style.

With one punch, Ma Guixian's burly figure retreated for more than ten feet. On the line, countless green bamboos were smashed into pieces. The fists connected with each other, and Ma Guixian retreated again and again, without the ability to parry. .

Dou Fenxia's face turned pale. Could it be that senior brother was really going to be beaten down by this person?

The fall of a martial artist is a very rare event, and the sequelae are even more terrifying than the fall of a qi practitioner on the mountain.

Liao Qingao subconsciously wanted to take a step to interrupt the continuous flow of punches, but she still suppressed the idea of ​​punching and watched her senior brother being punched non-stop by the green shirt.

Wufus Wenquan has the rules of Wenquan, which are even greater than victory or defeat, life or death.

Until this moment, Dou Fenxia had never really believed in one thing.

Chen Pingan, now he may really be qualified to compete with Cao Ciwen.

Senior Brother Ma Guixian once said that there are countless martial artists in the world, but only Junior Brother Cao Ci, before reaching the Tenth Realm, could completely crush his opponents when competing in the same realm at any level. , If you want to win with a few punches, you only need a few punches.

When the little junior brother Cao Ci reaches the tenth level, he can face any ninth-level martial artist in the world, no matter what his qualifications are. As long as he wants to decide the winner, it is just a matter of punching him, and there is absolutely no need to hand over. Throw a second punch.

When the young woman came to Daduan to inquire about boxing, Cao Ci's attitude toward her was actually more like his treatment of Yu Xuanfu at the Jinjiazhou battlefield site in his early years.

However, Pei Qian’s performance was indeed surprising. In those boxing competitions, although Cao Ci was a bit like handicap chess and deliberately pushed the situation, from beginning to end, Cao Ci made every move. They were all very serious about boxing, especially during the third boxing round, Cao Ci accidentally received two punches from his opponent.

So much so that after the boxing match ended, Pei Qian, who had lost the boxing, had fainted, but still leaned against the wall to prevent himself from falling to the ground.

It’s like saying, I haven’t lost my punch.

Cao Ci had to sit on the wall of Daduan Capital afterwards, holding his cheek with one hand and rubbing his forehead with the other to loosen the bruises first.

The bamboo forest was knocked out by Ma KuixianA three-mile-long road, with bamboo poles shattered by fists on both sides of the road. In the end, this martial artist with broken mountains and rivers in his small world, the ninth-level martial artist at the previous moment, and the eighth-level martial artist at this moment, leaned against a tree. Green Bamboo, with its face covered in blood, could only stare wide-eyed, its arms drooped, and its feet tried its best to hold on, trying to keep its body against the bamboo, but it still failed to stop the tendency of slowly sliding down.

The man in green shirt bent down, stretched out a hand, pressed Ma Guoxian's forehead, helped him stand barely, lowered his head and said: "Remember, that senior, his surname is Song and his name is Yushao. , is the Sword Master of Shushui Kingdom."

Chen Ping'an let go of his hand, and Ma Kuixian's pure energy completely dissipated, and he fell to the ground, leaning against the green bamboo. After being seriously injured, he hung his head as if sleeping. .

After receiving nearly twenty punches in the God-man-beating-drum style, it’s not surprising that he fell. It’s strange that he didn’t fall.

As for how many times Ma Guixian got punched by him, Chen Ping'an didn't remember what he was doing.

Chen Pingan turned his head and glanced at the two female warriors on the other side of the hut.

Dou Fenxia's heart was heavy, her expression was solemn, and she no longer looked charming at all.

She looked at the man in green shirt, who nodded slightly, then tiptoed to the top of the bamboo sea, stepped on a bamboo branch, and looked into the distance, as if the boxing session was over, and soon Just leave with the wind.

Dou Fenxia swept away, squatted down, and reached out to hold Ma Guoxian's shoulders. She had a sad look on her face for a while, and her senior brother had really fallen.

Liao Qingao stopped at the door of the hut, took a step forward, clasped her fists suddenly, and said sternly: "Chen Ping'an, wait for me to ask about fists in thirty years!"

Chen Ping An turned his head and glanced at her, "It's up to you."

The next moment, a man in green shirt disappeared out of thin air on the top of the bamboo sea.

At the same time, Chen Pingan, who was inside the Youtaozhou house, also disappeared.

The two Chen Ping'an, who had been wandering outside the Confucian Temple and causing trouble, were able to return to the river, and the three became one.

This riverside meeting is the biggest weird thing.

Earlier, he followed the Fourteenth Realm monks, including Wu Shuangjiang, to climb Tuoyue Mountain, a place where the illusion was close to the truth. When Chen Pingan climbed to the top, he discovered the next step. He returned to the river.

Chen Ping'an could only vaguely notice some subtle changes in that long river of time. He couldn't even remember or guess what he had done between the two feet in front of him, or what he had done. said something.

Chen Pingan always feels that things are not that simple.

When he returned to the river, he only saw Li Sheng and Bai Ze.

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Sir, the Lesser Saint, like the other monks in the Fourteenth Realm, has disappeared.

She is also missing.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to squat by the water, continue to stare at the long river of time, imitate Li Huai, and stop thinking about things he didn't understand.

I just learned about Liu Chi from Parrot IslandCheng, a rich man from a wealthy family, actually spent a full fifteen hundred grain rain coins to buy one hundred pieces of green glazed tiles from Master Huolong.

For someone who is "very good at doing business", not to mention working as a bookkeeper in his Luolu Mountain, even if he imitates the great swordsman and shows the door to his own God of Wealth Wei Wenlong, you Liu Chicheng would not be able to do anything. Qualifications.

I borrowed money from others again at Baofengzhai in Yiaozhou Island, but after meeting Yu Panshui and Yuan Zhou, I was in debt again.

So when Chen Ping'an looked at the mysterious and mysterious river of time, he really didn't think much and felt that he was staring at a fairy river of money.

I couldn’t help but turn my head and look at Li Sheng.

Li Sheng smiled and said: "It's better for you to be in charge of the money bag."

Chen Ping'an knew that his plan to make time for a long time was definitely out of the question.

He turned to ask about the knowledge of Po Zi Ling, and Li Sheng only replied, "When you leave here, Xiping will allow you to read the secret files of the Confucian Temple."

Chen Pingan stood up and bowed to express his thanks.

The Li Sheng smiled and said: "There are often sword lights on the night sailing ship. I hope you won't make people feel like they have been waiting for a long time, because you may need to meet someone before you can return to the night sailing ship. ”

Chen Pingan nodded, extremely confused.

Meeting whom?

It can’t be the Holy Master, right?

Chen Ping'an didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Bai Ze left the Li Sheng alone and walked to Chen Pingan alone. The two people, who were very different in age, sat and squatted by the water and chatted about the customs and customs of Aquarius Island. When Bai Ze went out that time, he took the fox charm who looked like a woman in palace attire with him, and traveled around the vast world together. The meeting with Chen Ping'an on the Dali border, that windy and snowy night on the plank road, was of course Bai Ze's intention. Of.

As for Chen Ping'an's situation of bearing the true name of the great demon, Mr. Bai Ze said with a smile that the situation will be much better when Lord Yin Guan reaches the immortal realm.

Hearing Mr. Bai Ze call himself Yin Guan, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but feel awkward.

If one day in the future he returns to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and travels south to the wild world, Chen Pingan will not care who he meets. He just hopes that he will not meet the person next to him.

But once you go to that wild world with only two bright moons left, it seems difficult not to meet Mr. Bai Ze.

"Chen Ping'an, you don't have to think too much, just do your part."

Bai Ze smiled and said: "No matter what other people do, as a scholar, I am sure that there is one in my heart." The principle is that you should do virtuous things, and there are people who write them, so you may not be able to make money on your way to practice, but at least it can make you feel at ease step by step. "

A tall woman in white, She first appeared next to Chen Pingan, sitting cross-legged with the sword across her knees.

Then came the old scholar, Yasheng, then Yu Dou, Lu Chen, the monk Shenqing, the female crown, the man who killed the dragon, the old temple master, Wu Shuangjiang, and the rest of Chen Pingan whose identities are unknown. One by one they all reappeared by the river.

It seems like everyone is traveling far awayOne scene, unscathed, as if all the great monks in the Fourteenth Realm had a big dream. When they first woke up, they thought about the dream and it became blurry.

Everyone is watching the moon by the water on the shore. Any thought is like a stone, and the thought is like throwing a stone into the water. The ripples in the water will only make the bright moon in the water more blurry.

So all the great monks who were really standing on the top of the mountain were lost in thought, and no one spoke a word.

With the possible exception of the careless Master Bai Yujing Er, Lu Chen seemed hesitant to reminisce with Chen Pingan and ask how his handwriting was now.

The woman in white sitting next to Chen Pingan was the first to speak and said with a smile: "A few years ago, when I had nothing to do outside that day, I opened up an ancient battlefield site as a place for sword practice. The master can fly there in the future and practice there. He can go and come back whenever he wants. The Confucian Temple will not stop him, right, Li Sheng?"

The Li Sheng smiled and nodded, " Senior has the final say."

Chen Pingan was frightened when he heard this.

Sure enough, Li Sheng shifted his gaze slightly, looked at the young man carrying the sword, and added, "Right, Chen Pingan?"

Chen Pingan had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: " Mr. Li Sheng has the final say."

Lu Chen raised a hand to support the tilted lotus crown above his head, then smiled and praised: "My hometown is a land of etiquette."

The old monk from Donghai smiled and said: "I haven't seen you for a few years, but my skills are getting better and better."

The old monk put his hands together and said a word to Amitabha, nodded and said: "Wisdom is the root of wisdom."< /p>

Chen Pingan is quite helpless, you are all in the Fourteenth Realm, you have the final say.

The riverside atmosphere is a bit more relaxing.

The Li Sheng suddenly bowed to everyone, stood up again, and said with a smile: "The discussion is over, everyone goes back to his home."

No one asked anything, but in the dark, Everyone seems to have guessed something. Although the founder of the three religions did not show up during this meeting, he was definitely watching everyone from behind the scenes.

After "everyone goes back to his own home", there will probably be a result that comes to light, waiting for everyone.

The Lisheng opened the restriction, Bai Ze stood up and disappeared from the river first.

The old scholar trotted all the way, replaced Bai Ze, and sat next to Chen Ping'an. He stretched out his hand and said disappointedly: "This old Mr. Baize, how come he is an elder, and he didn't do anything?" There are golden knots on the ground."

Lu Chen stood on tiptoes and waved from afar: "Chen Ping'an, see you later. I'll wait for you."

Chen Ping ignored him.

Old monk Shenqing seemed to have had a fight with Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "The weather in Dongshan, the wind in the North Sea, practicing concentration and wisdom, and meeting the Medicine Master Buddha."

Chen Although Ping An didn't understand anything, he still stood up, clasped his hands, and bowed respectfully to the old monk.

Lu Chen had a pleased smile on his face, nodded to himself and said: "As expected, it is better to get close to Xiaodao, and there is no need to pay attention to these false etiquette.. ”

Along the long river of time, in the end, one by one, the great monks of the Fourteenth Realm, like comets, rose from the earth, went to the sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wu Shuangjiang will continue to travel. In the wild world, trouble is caused by the old deaf man from the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Yu Dou glanced at the young man in green shirt with a sword on his back before returning to the Qingming world and continuing to take charge of Bai Yujing.

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The man who slayed the dragon under the pseudonym Chen Zhuoliu is planning to find Jinghao, who has occupied the magpie nest for three thousand years. It’s time to move his nest to the old master.

What Qinggong Taibao? Palace?

It is naturally his place of cultivation.

If he had not decided to kill the dragon, then there would not only be a White Emperor City in the world, but a Qing Emperor first. Cheng is right.

Chen Pingan sat back.

She turned around, stretched out her hand, and handed it to Chen Pingan. Pingan didn't know what was going on. He stretched out his palm, but she suddenly held it and said with a smile: "Since it seems like it was just a blink of an eye, twenty years have passed. Thinking about it this way, the promise of Jiazi is nothing. I am here." Just take a nap in the sword training place, but don't take other women to the outer world then. If you have not reached the Ascension Realm by then, say hello to the Lisheng. "

Chen Ping'an sighed, nodded slightly, and agreed to her.

The old scholar took a breath of air, looked straight, and sat as straight as a bell, with awe-inspiring righteousness. Said: “The scenery on the other side is extremely beautiful. "

She let go of her hand and stood up.

Chen Ping'an stood up and said: "Why do you have to go to the outer world? You can visit the vast world. In the past ten thousand years, in fact, it has been They are all in their hometown, and there is not much movement. "

She blinked, "Stay in Haoran Tianxia? I'm afraid the vinegar smell will be too strong. "

Chen Pingan looked embarrassed and shut up immediately.

She looked at Chen Pingan and saw herself in his eyes. In her eyes, there was only him.< /p>

She smiled, took a step back, and said softly: "Let's go. ”

Chen Pingan nodded.

She turned into a rainbow and left, breaking the sky and heading straight to the outside.

The next moment, Chen Pingan found herself in a At the top of the mountain.

At the top of Suishan, there was an old man standing not far away, smiling and looking at him.

Chen Pingan bowed. For the first time, he didn't know what to say.

The old scholar jumped to his feet and said: "How can this be done? How can it be done? The ceremony is too great. No matter how young I am, I will study hard and cultivate my mind." No matter how good you are, no matter how outstanding you are, you still cannot deserve this great honor..."

The Li Sheng stood aside, most disgusted with the old scholar's behavior of being obedient even when he got an advantage. He smiled and said, "Is the gift too big? Who was the one who begged so shamelessly before?

The old scholar rubbed his hands and said, "If you hit someone without slapping someone in the face, if you scold someone without exposing their shortcomings, if you don't understand the rules of etiquette, it's not good." ”

As a teacher, if you can ask for something, why not ask for it?

The old gentleman said with a smile: "Xiucai, your disciple, I didn't say you are so handsome."

Chen Pingan straightened up, a little shy.

Then a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred, and Chen Pingan was shocked.

So it makes sense that when the great monks from the Fourteenth Realm gathered by the river, in the end they didn’t even know what was being discussed.

The old man hummed, nodded and said with a smile: "Smarter than expected. That's right. If you don't know how to read, why should you study?"

The old man He smiled and said: "One person can do good deeds."

Chen Ping'an hesitated, waited for a moment, and then said: "Thousands of people can be inspired."

The old man continued to ask: "More academic knowledge?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "Yes."

The sage teacher smiled and nodded, "Very good."

(End of this chapter)