Chapter 889: What is a star and a moon

Chen Ping’an and Ning Yao walked back to the town, where Huaihuang County was not the only place where the Superintendent of Building and Construction Department. The two passed by an old-fashioned restaurant. It occupies a small area but has three floors. It was once the tallest building in the town. The third floor is not open to the public.
Chen Ping’an was upset and said to drink inside. He also smiled and said to Ning Yao that in the early years, only the rich in Fulu Street and Taoye Alley would come here to drink, otherwise it was the Master Longyao who collected apprentices here. Do wine.
  While chatting at the Fire Temple in the capital, Chen Ping’an learned that this restaurant is actually the property of Aunt Feng. The third floor is her resting place.
  Besides, Aunt Feng also saved a lot of land deeds. She also leaked the secret, saying that most of the kiln openings of the dragon kilns that have now been converted into private kilns are under the names of old coachmen. The old coachman usually lives in Erlang Lane. As for the Luwei of the Zhongtu Yinyang Family, there are many houses in Fulu Street and Taoye Lane.
  Chen Ping’an chose a table by the window and only needed a pot of wine. The jug and bowl are all celadon made locally.
  Ning Yao just drank a bowl, but did not stop Chen Ping’an from drinking.
  In this restaurant, there was a rare customer in the early years.
  Even the nominal hotel shopkeeper didn’t take it seriously. But the real owner of the restaurant, Aunt Feng once sighed faintly.
  A gentleman with frosty white temples once asked for a pot of wine and a few dishes with wine here, and he could drink and drink for himself.
  Looking from the window on the second floor of the restaurant, you just happened to be able to see a plaque on the archway on the street.
  After drinking and eating food, Chen Ping’an’s face was reddened but his eyes were bright. He stood at the window and looked at the archway building for a moment. After regaining his gaze, he went down to the restaurant with Ning Yao and returned to Luopo Mountain.
The westernmost house belonged to Li Huai’s family. A few years ago, there was a wedding reception here. It was Li Liu who married a scholar from a foreign country. It was said that he was the son of an official and eunuch, and the woman raised her eyebrows fiercely. Don't scold people anymore. At that time, women like to hang out the most. Everyone smiles at each other when they meet. Many of them are neighbour enemies who have quarreled or even scratched their faces. Only now the family returned to Beiju Luzhou.
  Ning Yao was a little curious that Li Liu would marry. Chen Ping’an smiled and said,
It seems to be the fate of the past life, cut off the red dust, and then practice peace of mind, enter the ascendant realm, there is no big problem.

  Ning Yao blinked.
  Chen Ping’an said helplessly: "I don’t know either."
  Ning Yao tilted his head.
  Chen Ping’an said:
I mean I don’t know what you are thinking.

  In fact, there is a secret hidden here, which made Dong Shuijing and Lin Shouyi not give up completely, or that they did not put sack on that bastard.
  It’s just this kind of thing, and Chen Pingan is really inappropriate to say it. The truth is probably on Li Liu's side. It's a name but nothing. As for the scholar's side, God knows.
  Today, a table on the Luopo Mountain is full of people.
  The main seat of the opposite door, sitting Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao.
  Zhu Lian, Wei Wenlong and Zhang Jiazhen in charge of the accountant.
  Miyu, Xiaomo, Xianwei.
   At the last seat with his back to the door, sitting Chen Lingjun, millet grains, and Chen Nuanshu.
  Before the old cook was busy at the stove, Nuanshu and Xiaomiliang both helped choose dishes and blew bamboo tubes, while Xiao Mo was in charge of serving dishes to the table.
Seeing Xianwei shook his head, this little Mo, really doesn’t think of himself as an outsider, and he’s not an outsider. Soon he will worship Old Shenxian Jia and Chen Lingjun as brothers, and only wait for Old Brother Jia to choose one. On auspicious days, the three of them will cut chicken heads and burn yellow paper in Qilong Alley. At the wine table before, Chen Lingjun patted him with pain in his shoulder, no matter what, they are all good brothers. Besides, Chen Lingjun has already slapped his chest and promised that you will wait for you, brother Xianwei, to share the blessings and keep the spicy food. In the future, whenever there are only three or two dishes on the wine table in the future, even if I, Chen Ling, don’t talk about the morals of the world. , I have treated my brother badly!
  As a result, Brother Jia slapped the table and suddenly cursed to let your mother ass.
  Frightened Xianwei most of the time, but it was Chen Lingjun, standing on the bench with his hands on his hips, laughing.
  It turned out to be a false alarm by Xianwei, because the old fairy Jia soon came with a few quick words, saying, Brother Chen, you look down on our grass-to-head shop, or do you look down on my cooking skills? No matter how high the wine is, it can’t be bragging, it’s not comparable to Mr. Zhu on the mountain. It’s a must, but I’m Jia Sheng’s level of wine and food, how many chefs in a small restaurant can compare? ! what? !
  Especially the extremely long "Ah" character of Old Shenxian Jia, which made Xianwei's heart warm.
  This is the rivers and lakes and wine bureaus that I am thinking of.
  As for today, it’s a bit less interesting, but Mr. Zhu’s dishes are really delicious.
  No matter who is not restrained, there is no red tape of toasting each other. You can drink, eat and eat, and there is no such nonsense of not talking and eating.
  Zhu Lian sipped, took a sip of wine, and asked with a smile: "Brother Xiaomo, Daoist Immortal, can you still put down chopsticks?"
  Xianwei lowered his chopsticks like flying, bowed his head and said: "To be able to use chopsticks, you must be able to."
  Xiao Mo didn't say anything, but he held the cup in both hands, raised his head, drank it, and then the glass was facing down.
  Chen Ping An and Zhu Lian asked in their hearts: "Why didn't Cen Yuanji come? Is she afraid that there will be too many people and no place?"
  Jiang Qu was practicing in retreat, but Chen Ping’an didn’t let Zhu Lian call someone.
Zhu Lian explained with a smile: "No, she only has two meals every day, morning and evening, and it is medicated diet. If you don't step on it this hour, you won't come. Girl, if you are not afraid of the day, you must be afraid of being fat. Words. And I said hello to her, she said that she would have to invite Shanzhu and Mrs. Shanzhu to dinner alone, thank you."
  Chen Ping’an couldn’t help but laugh after hearing the words,
That’s because I was exposed.

Thinking of something, Chen Ping’an continued to ask in his heart:
Now, how old are the parents of Cen Yuanji, and the two elders are in good health? Last time I went back to my hometown, I heard Xiao Mi Li said that Cen Yuanji’s mother was infected with wind and cold. ."
  Zhu Lian said:
Dongshan pretended to be a doctor in secret before and was seen by a helper. He was unharmed.

  Chen Ping’an nodded and said, "You still have to pay more attention."
  Zhu Lian nodded.
  After a meal, Chen Ping’an asked Nuanshu and Xiao Mi Li to lead the way together to visit Pei Qian’s house.
  Chen Ping’an glanced at the cotton shoulder bag of the right guardian, and asked with a smile:
Where is the big bag of golden melon seeds? Is it too heavy, so I didn’t take it out?

  The little girl patted her beloved satchel, and explained in a low voice to the owner of the good man:
In this'accompaniment capital', only a part of the soldiers and horses are stationed in it for the time being, and I will fight in the north and south with me.
  With the accompanying capital, of course, there is also a capital city. Of course, it is the celadon piggy bank that she, Pei Qian, and Nuanshu have. It was given to them by the old cook in the early years.
  As for the nicknames of the capital and the capital, of course, they are the nicknames that Pei Qian helped to come up with. They are so domineering.
  This is the first time Chen Pingan has walked into Pei Qian’s house.
  Of course, this is related to Chen Pingan’s short stay in Luopo Mountain,
  For nearly thirty years, he, the owner of the mountain, has not taken too much of his hand as the shopkeeper.
  When I arrived at Pei Qian’s house, one house was the residence, and the other house...it was the study room of this great disciple of the mountain.
  The study room is not locked. In fact, there are not a few books in it.
   Leaning against a shelf on the wall, there are a variety of treasures accumulated by Pei Qian’s years of travel, placed high and low, and there is no high or low rank.
  But after listening to the whistleblower of millet grains, the most valuable items are kept in the next room.
  There are also a few boxes under the bed, filled with ledgers, and locked, even Sister Nuanshu doesn’t have the key.
Chen Ping’an took out three multi-treasure racks, one large and two small, from within a few steps. From the materials to the tenon and tenon, it was all done by himself. The small multi-treasure racks can be stored and taken out completely. As for the big one, Chen Ping’an should temporarily As a carpenter, he squatted on the ground to assemble. After he was done, Chen Ping'an patted his palms, turned his head and looked at the table and stool by the window. After putting it on for many years, it was still a small desk and a tall stool.
  Pei Qian practiced boxing at the Zhulou when he was a child, and when he returned to his residence every day, he would copy books here.
  Chen Ping’an could not imagine that a little black charcoal who was so afraid of hardship back then would suddenly think of practicing boxing. If she knows, she probably won't have to copy the book, she owes it first, and will make up later.
  Chen Ping An, with a complicated mood, still feels complicated after leaving Pei Qian’s house.
  Not far from the door, there is a small Mo standing.
  Nuanshu and Xiao Mi Li immediately left, each busy.
  Xiao Mo waved with the two little girls, and then asked the question he wanted to ask on the ferry, "When will the son visit Piyun Mountain?"
Chen Ping’an was stunned, and the light was dark. He was really too familiar with Wei Shanjun. Every time he returned to his hometown, he never thought of this. Every time Wei Bo took the initiative to visit Luopo Mountain, and Wei Bo didn’t think of himself. Be an outsider in the Luopo Mountain. The melon seeds of millet grains, Wei Shanjun really knocked.
  However, it is still inconsistent with etiquette. It is indeed his negligence. Chen Ping’an smiled and said:
It’s better to have a chance as soon as possible. Let’s visit Wei Shanjun now.

  The two went to Piyun Mountain together with Yufeng.
  Wei Bo appeared on the top of the mountain, a little surprised, and said with a smile: "Rare."
  Chen Ping’an is very sad.
  This is not really true.
   Xiao Mo bent over and said, "I have seen Jun Wei Shan."
  I saw the mountain monarch in front of me, with a slender figure, a handsome appearance, a snow-white robe, and a golden ring in his earrings. Floating out of the dust, the style is outstanding.
  Wei Bo is a mountain monarch, after all, he already knows that this young monk of unknown origin, named Xizhu, is a new offering from Luoposhan, and has become a third-class offering from the Penal Department of Dali.
  Wei Biao smiled and held his fists in return. He said without taboo, "I have seen fellow Dao Xi Zhu."
  Without a word, Xiao Mo directly drew out two meeting gifts from his sleeves. They were a pair of pocket-sized and lovely mountain treasures, a sapphire axe and a topaz.
  According to what Haoran now says, they are all semi-fairy ranks.
   But for Xiao Mo, they are just dispensable chicken ribs.
  Who is not sending? Is it possible to exchange it for money?
   can still only be regarded as a polite and affectionate icing on the cake.
After all,    is a Xiaomo who even described his two natal flying swords as "fancy and impractical".
  Wei Mo originally wanted to decline, because of his relationship with Luoposhan, he didn’t need to be so dismissive.
  Moreover, Mr. Wei Dashan mistakenly thought it was at most two magic treasures to meet each other.
  It’s just that Xiao Mo is extremely persistent, saying that Wei Shanjun and his son are inexorable acquaintances who have met at the end of the day. After so many years, they have been taking care of the mountain. If you do not accept this thin gift, it will be too unfavorable.
   Then there will be a banquet in Piyun Mountain in the future, because he is willing to invite him, Xiao Mo, to be a guest, and will never come.
  Wei Mo was stunned.
  It is really a downhill mountain, such a "gentle person" is rare.
There are not many   . To be precise, it seems that there are only two cute girls, Nuanshu and Millet.
   But if Xiao Mo knows the rank of the gift, will Wei Bo accept it? It's been safe. Chen Pingan couldn't stop even trying to stop it.
  How can you really be a mountain monarch rich?
  Those landscape mansions, especially the few fairy houses in Zhongyue Jinqing, write on the paper, and they like innuendo.
  It is said that people on Aquarius Mountain are starting to bet on when will Piyun Mountain hold the next night banquet.
Chen Ping’an didn’t even use his heartfelt words, and said straightforwardly:
Xiao Mo is a sword repairman. He is at the peak of the ascension realm. In fact, he comes from the wild world. The place of cultivation is in the bright moon and bright moon. He slept for thousands of years. Ning Yao and I, as well as the saint of rites, returned to the world together."
  Wei Shanjun just raised that arm. He was going to take the gift from the "Xiao Mo", but he froze over there.
  A peak sword repairman in the ascension realm? !
Isn't    equivalent to an old throne in the wild world? !
  Chen Pingan took advantage of Wei Bo to be in a daze, and asked in his heart: "Xiao Mo, what kind of rank?"
  Xiao Mo answered honestly: "Half fairy soldier."
  Wei Bo was just about to bite the bullet and accept the gift.
  Chen Ping’an immediately grabbed Wei Shanjun’s arm with one hand, and pressed Xiao Mo’s wrist with the other, complaining:
It’s all my family, you're blind, Xiao Mo, who are you, Wei Shanjun, put it away.

Wei Bo smiled and said: "Xiao Mo, Chen Ping'an is reasonable. They are all in the family. If you are polite with you, I will accept the gift. Just let me say a word of politeness and thank you. The next night banquet, how could it be possible that there is no brother Xiao Mo, and a special night banquet will be held for Xiao Mo. It's all right."
  Chen Shanzhu is not like this. Wei Shanjun still has no score in his heart. The more Chen Ping’an is like this, the more Wei Bo knows that he does not accept gifts and must regret his intestines.
   Shameless?
  If Lao Tzu wants to show his face, can he host so many night banquets? The street with bad reputation has arrived at Beiju Luzhou!
  How did Liu Jinglong’s wine table invincible come out?
  How did the first night banquet in Piyun Mountain come from?
  Chen Ping’an looked towards Wei Shanjun.
  Will there be too many two pieces, how about one piece?
  Wei Bo looked towards Chen Shanzhu.
  Roll.
  Chen Shanzhu still has a firm vision.
  I finally bought the bamboo from Mrs. Qingshenshan for real money? I gave it to Piyun Mountain for nothing?
  Wei Shanjun responded with a sneer.
  One yard is one yard, I and Daoist Xi Zhu just see each other, if you have a face to stop it, I have a face to accept it.
  Two neighbors, silence is better than sound at this time.
Chen Pingan felt that he was inferior to others, so he had to put his hands away, put his hands in his sleeves, and smiled: "Xiao Mo, we can wait for the invitation to the night party. After all, the opportunity is rare, and it is not often encountered Good thing."
  Wei Bo put the green jade axe and topaz axe in his sleeve, smiled and said, "Drink or drink tea, listen to you."
  Chen Ping’an smiled and asked,
If you drink the mountain, water and luck, you won’t be successful?

  Wei Mo waved his sleeves, "Whatever you want."
  Xiao Mo feels that his son and Wei Shanjun are indeed deeply emotional, and it seems that the gift has not been given in vain.
  What is it in Piyun Mountain? Colorful clouds and green trees, pavilions and lofts on the ridge.
  What's going on in the mountains today? Meet friends, Songhua brews wine, spring water sencha.
  The Songhua wine brewed by Wei Shanjun himself is a must. It's just that the reputation is not as big as Changchun Gongjiu Niu.
  Speaking of which, at the boundary of Beiyue, who would dare to drink Songhua Wine from Piyun Mountain easily? Only after attending a night banquet can I have a chance to drink a pot.
  The most expensive Xianjia wine in the world, in addition to the Qingshen Mountain in Zhuhai Dongtian, is the Piyun Mountain in Aquarius.
  The spring water is a unique jasper spring in Piyun Mountain, one of the famous springs in Aquarius.
  In fact, the comment on the spring water comes from the handwriting of Dong Shuijing, a Mohist creditor. Because the three springs on the list were all rounded up by him.
  Tea is the new tea sent by the little warm tree before and after the rain this year. Several old wild tea plants from Caiyunfeng are picked by the warm tree and then hand-fried by the old cook.
  Chen Ping’an smiled and said,
Let me turn my back to the master once, and I’ll make tea.

After    took a seat, she shook the sleeves of her blue shirt and used fire and water methods.
  Cooking tea is a pleasure to watch.
  Wei Bo squinted his eyes and smiled.
  The straw-shoe teenager in the past is so celestial.
  Return to Luopo Mountain from Piyun Mountain.
  Ning Yao lived in the house on the side of Xiao Nuan Shu tonight. Xiao Mi Li often rubbed the bed with sister Nuan Shu, so he followed. Anyway, there are so many quilts over there.
  Chen Pingan sat on the first floor of the bamboo building and read a book. In the middle of the night, he went to the ancestral house in Niping Lane, lit a lamp, and sat all night without feeling lonely.
  In the early morning of the next day, after returning to Luopo Mountain, Chen Pingan and Ning Yao went to worship the sword platform again.
  Yu Yue, the sword repairman of Liuxiazhou, is the guest of the Xie family of Miyun, Aiaizhou.
  Lao Jianxiu was embarrassed to see the mountain master, so he immediately set off on the road. Otherwise, the two apprentices would be abducted by him, Lao Jianxiu ran away early, and if he didn't know how to run away, so that someone could not see or bother him, Yu Yue would have to worry about being asked by the sword fairy Mi Dajian.
  When Yu Yue saw Chen Ping’an, he knew what Lord Hermit meant, and he became more relieved.
  Chen Ping’an joked,
Don’t think I’m driving people away.

   "How dare you."
Yu Yue smiled and said: "My lord Hidden officer, let Mi Yu not be angry. I have called him Mi Jianxian deliberately these days on the mountain. Although I am useless on the Great Wall of Jianqi, I still know the customs there. Yes, I saw my old friend Pu He, who was also a boastful talk at the wine table. Haha, do you dare to call Mi Yu like that? I dare, and I still call Mi Jianxian every time I meet. "
  To say that Yu Yue is not flustered at all, it is self-deception. Fortunately, every time Miyu's eyes are not good, it is not true.
  Yu Yue restrained his smile, and continued: "Thank you again, Lord Hidden Officer, help me give me a word to Mi Jianxian. Yu Yue respects Mi Yu in his heart, and is true."
  Chen Ping’an nodded and promised, and asked with a smile:
Why don’t you go to Miyu and say it in person.

Yu Yue is a straightforward person. He laughed and said, "Before I owed my mouth, Mi Jianxian shouted too much, and I yelled at him Mi Yu. Besides, I am also worried that this kind of sincerity will not be taken seriously by Mi Yu. From the hidden official, Mi Yu I’m sure I’m willing to believe that I don’t lose money, but I still earn money.

  Chen Ping’an nodded, and turned to look at the two children who were afraid to look at Ning Yao.
Chen Pingan took out two prepared small bags from his sleeves, handed them to Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting, and explained with a smile: "Three hundred snowflake coins, I have converted them into three small summer coins. This is Master Luopa Shan. According to Tang’s rule, the direct disciples will have this money when they travel far away. You haven’t formally followed Yu Jianxian to learn art, and I haven’t crossed out the name on the Ji Sefeng ancestor spectrum, so this rule cannot be broken."
  Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting each took the light money bags, but it made them feel a little heavy.
  He Xiangting, a child who likes to read, said courageously: "His Secret Officer, we are not sensible anymore."
  Yu Qingzhang held back for a long time, and said dullly: "Sir, Hidden Officer, I'm sorry."
Chen Ping’an smiled and said,
Don’t think about it this way. It’s not a matter of great right or wrong. When you practice on the mountain, you must pay attention to your own conditions. There are some things that I have to do when I am in that position. You are in your own situation. Now that we are going to be separated, I’ll just tell you something in my heart. If you don’t think that way, and don’t alienate me, I, the hidden officer, will feel that something is wrong and I will underestimate you."
  All the children in the world probably grew up along with the truth.
  Chen Pingan took out another stack of books. At the top, there was a copy of "Swordsmanship Strict", which was copied by Chen Pingan.
  There are also several sage books and literati's notes bought from Dali Capital Bookstore.
Together with He Xiangting, who likes to read, Chen Ping’an said,
You’d better read this "Swordsmanship" carefully. As for the rest of the books, it doesn’t matter if you don’t read it. ."
  He Xiangting took the book, and solemnly thanked the Hidden Officer of the Great Wall of Jianqi and Mr. Chen of the Fallen Mountain.
  Yu Qingzhang wanted to speak but stopped, scratching his head.
  Chen Ping’an joked:
I’m sorry now, it’s still too late.

  The two children grinned. This was probably the first time they showed a smile on the side of a young hidden official, and they were sincere.
   "Worshiping a good master, it is even more important to practice well. Even in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, not every young sword repairer can get a senior in the Jade Pu Realm as that master and be preached carefully."
  Chen Ping’an stretched out his hand and gently pressed the heads of the two children,
Cultivation is for a better life, but life is not only about cultivation. This truth can be temporarily ignored.

  Two children, focus on their heads.
Chen Ping'an retracted his hand and said in his heart: "Yu Zhe, say a few more words, you must be more strict in the future. You can't just focus on their practice and breaking through. It's not that you have to be more reprimanded, but you must pay attention to all aspects. It’s a matter of practice, no matter how big it is, it’s no better than being a human being. It is said that the rich family loves their children, the first thing must be sufficient wealth, elders love, it is human nature, but if it is spoiled, it is easy to develop arrogance. , Young and arrogant, how can you become a virtuous?"
"Especially, Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting were born in poverty. They suddenly changed their growth environment, and their lives suddenly became rich, so we should pay more attention to this matter. Those of us who are masters, preachers, preach by example and teach by example are more precious than giving one or two books. Cheats are more important. In comparison, the person who does not need to find money on his own is the sword repairer."
"Some ordinary trivial matters, when you are an elder, you must not do it for you. Some essential family teaching etiquette must be taught repeatedly. Since you are already a sword repairman, you must cherish this blessing and let the children develop a must The habit of ignoring the lives of others. Although Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting are good friends, they have very different personalities. Let Yu Qingzhang follow you for thousands of miles, read more books, broaden your eyes, and broaden your mind. Read more about the trivial things around you. You can’t study hard, you are constrained by reason into a rigid temperament, and you must apply what you have learned."
   "It's me who made a fuss."
  Chen Ping’an laughed at himself, apologized a little, and said nothing more.
  After all, Yu Yue is now the nominal master of the two children.
   is actually not suitable. Fortunately, Yu Yue is not a small-minded senior, otherwise, based on these words, it is estimated that he will be a bit grudge.
  Yue Yu sincerely sighed: "My lord, hermit, where is this shit, swordsmanship, and Taoism."
  Thinking about the mandarin duck meeting for the first time, this young hidden official, how confident and energetic.
  But at the time of parting today, the young hidden official’s heartfelt words made Yu Yue realize that the young sword fairy in front of him was actually a closed disciple of Wen Sheng’s lineage, a little master who had read sages and sages.
   "I have only one thing, not to say any kind words to worship."
  Chen Ping’an continued:
You must not let the two children be outside. It is clear that they are in control, but who is being bullied. There is no human affection, and care about the overall situation. After all, sword repair is sword repair, and sword repair must be sword repair."
"I will never allow the children who have left their hometowns from the Great Wall of Jianqi. Their dispositions, behaviors, one by one become... the world is so vast, not at all like the sword repairs of the Great Wall of Jianqi. If one day I find that it has become like this, for worship, I'm sorry then."
   "I will teach it."
  Old Jianxiu said in a deep voice: "Liuxiazhou Jianxiu, Yu Yue will never let Mr. Chen so disappointed."
  Different from Chen Pingan’s careful thought.
  Ning Yao is still her consistent style. Taking advantage of Chen Ping’an and Yu Yue’s heartfelt words, she has some words to teach the two children from hometown, and she is still too lazy to say words.
"Yu Qingzhang, your aptitude for sword training is only acceptable. You have to know what the material is, and you have to be diligent in practicing. Don't forget your roots when you reach the Haoran world. Don't come to that set of things that compares the advantages and disadvantages. Remember to read more books, use your brains when encountering things, and learn more about your hidden officials."
"He Xiangting, don't be pulled too far by Yu Qingzhang. Within the time of Jiazi, at most one and a half levels of difference are allowed. You can't fall in this breath. Take a step back and say that sword practice can be slow, and you can't be a man. Regular and clear, clear swordsmanship means clear swordsmanship."
   Ning Yao looked indifferent and said: "You two, please remember each word for me clearly."
  Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting unanimously trembled: "Remember!"
  Some secrets and inside stories of the colorful world, that big white goose has already said.
  A brand-new world in history, the first Jade Realm, Fairy Realm, and Ascension Realm!
  The sword slashes the high gods.
  Walking far away with the sword alone, asking about the sword, severely injured Daozu's closed disciple.
  Now the number one person in the colorful world!
  For the nine sword fairy embryos, it is not strange, there is only one mind.
  Ning Yao really is Ning Yao.
  No one can find a sword repairer "even if it's just like Ning Yao" in the world.
   Yu Yue listened, the old man was actually not much better than the two children.
  After listening to the old Jianxiu, there is only one emotion at the moment.
  Sir Hidden Officer is amazing.
  Ning Yao held a fist and said, "I have worked hard for the old man."
  Yu Yue hurriedly bowed his hands back, "Don't dare to be."
  Chen Ping’an came out of the Fu Zhou and sent the three masters and apprentices to Niujiaodu. There is no direct ferry to Aiaizhou in Aquarius Island, and we need to wait for an intercontinental ferry to Luzhou in Beiju.
At the ferry, the ferry has not yet entered the boundary of Longzhou. I chatted with Lao Jianxiu for about two quarters of an hour. Chen Ping’an asked about the customs of Liuxiazhou and Aiaizhou. Yu Yue naturally knew everything he could say. It's funny, it's a pity that Lao Jianxiu doesn't become a storyteller.
  After the three of Yu Yue boarded the ferry, Chen Pingan and Ning Yao stood near the railing and waved goodbye.
  Xiao Mo found Zhu Lian, the housekeeper, and said that he wanted to build a book building.
The worship of Luopo Mountain and Keqing, near the bamboo tower in Qianshan, will have their own houses, in fact, there is not much left. Enshrining Xiaomo and Xianwei Keqing who went up the mountain together, there are just two idle houses, otherwise They really can only move to the back mountain. With the style of Luopo Mountain, it will never be because Xiaomo is an ascendant realm, and the immortal wei has a great background. This kind of thing makes an exception for them.
And the immortal family mansion on the back side of the mountain is endless. There are more than 30 large and small, all of which were invested by Chief Zhou in his early years. In the future, they will be used to let new disciples settle down or entertain guests, but they are now downcast. The number of disciples of the mountain's genealogy is still small, and the mountain owner has spoken again, making the current Luopo Mountain look like a mountain for twenty years, so except for a house where two people live, the rest are temporarily empty.
When Xiao Mo found Zhu Lian, the old cook was weaving baskets in the yard. He heard that Xiao Mo had to pay for the building of the bookstore. He smiled and said that it was okay. The craftsmen on the mountain on the Huimeng Mountain were all ready-made hands and craftsmanship. Yes, not bad for a bookstore. The only problem is that there is really no land near the bamboo building, so Xiaomo now has three choices, build it near Jise Peak, or build it on the back mountain, otherwise he would simply choose a vassal mountain as his own path of cultivation. The ground may be more refreshing.
  Xiao Mo said that it shouldn’t be so troublesome. If the mountain rules are not violated, he can tear down his house and build a book building on the original site. He can use the book building as a monastic mansion, and the book building only needs to be two stories high.
  Zhu Lian thought for a while, and said that if Brother Xiao Mo can trust him, he can build the book building. But it takes some working hours and there is no need to send money to outsiders.
  Xiao Mo was surprised, and quickly got up and thanked him.
Because his son mentioned Luoposhan, he highly respected Mr. Zhu’s erudition and versatility. He gave him a high evaluation,
Without the craftsmanship that Zhu Lian can’t, even if Not at the moment. At most three or two years will be given to Zhu Lian, and he will be a well-deserved master in this business, and he will not be able to be convinced. The reason why I can travel far away with peace of mind is Zhu Lian, the great steward, who has done a great job."
  Zhu Lian smiled and asked, "Xiao Mo, does the bookstore have a name?"
  Xiao Mo said: "Two Lost Buildings."
"Good name."
  Zhu Lian hummed, "It's up to the level of our son's name."
  Xiao Mo smiled and said: "It's the name that the son helped to choose."
  Zhu lied, turned his head and said to Xiao Mo sternly: "The naming is usually not easy for the young man. After so many years, there are only a few times. It is clear that the young man's blue eyes for Xiao Mo add up."
  Xiao Mo smiled and raised his eyes.
  Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Envy and envy. The book building like me has no name yet. I once asked the son for calligraphy, but it won't work."
  Xiao Mo inevitably has some doubts. Given the affection between Mr. Zhu and his son, why is it so?
  It's just said in the book. When you are in a happy state, don't talk about the happy things with the frustrated people.
  After all, Xiao Mo has just gone up the mountain. He doesn't know some inside stories, and temporarily doesn't know the mystery of the book building. If Chen Ping An helped to name it, there would be a ghost.
  So Xiao Mo just changed the subject and asked: "If I stay here, will I delay Mr. Zhu's business."
  Zhu Lian smiled and said,
In terms of work, it’s hard to talk about business and bad things. Xiaomo, you stay the best. I can still have a companion to talk to, like drinking alcohol with a beloved one.

  Xiao Mo took out a book of graceful words from his sleeve, and sat aside to read the book.
   During the busy period, Zhu Lian glanced at the content on the top of the Ci Collection, smiled and shook his head and said: "When a hundred flowers bloom, you most think of you, and you hate you when a hundred flowers die?"
  This statement is so bad that it falls into the stereotype.
  "When a hundred flowers bloom, the most resentful monarch, and the most reminiscences when a hundred flowers are gone. Regardless of thoughts and grievances, they are always in the hundred flowers."
   can be said to have a deep affection, a long-term grievance, dare not to hate, can only complain, and the woman is full of grief and pain.
   Xiao Mo was speechless, and then he was convinced, turned around and clasped his fist, saying: "Mr. Zhu's witty remarks, like a graceful lady coming from the picture scroll, without flowers fragrant."
  Zhu Lian laughed and said, "Brother Xiao Mo is not bad."
  Xiao Mo decided a little bit.
  He and Luoposhan seem to fit the Taoist heart naturally, and there is no need to deliberately go to the countryside to follow the customs.
   "Xiaomo comes to Luopo Mountain, and there is Xiaomo in Luopo Mountain. It is a lucky thing."
  Zhu Lian skillfully weaves bamboo baskets, and said casually: "The kindness of the strong is a gentle spring breeze."
  Xiao Mo closed the book, and just about to talk, ran in a young Taoist priest who had just gone to the gate of the mountain, blushing and shouting: "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, it's incredible. It turns out that this is Luopo Mountain!"
  The ferry boat is drifting away, like a bird in the sky.
  The nine children Chen Ping’an brought back from the Great Wall of Sword Qi have their own belongings. They no longer just stay on the side of the sword stand and practice swordsmanship, they all have a real future.
  Cheng Chaolu, the little cook, became Sui's right-hand biography. Xiaocai fan Nalan Jade Card, and Zhang Lv live a long-term apprenticeship.
  Yu Qingzhang and He Xiangting have already followed the old Jianxiu Yuyue to cross the continent to cross the continent, first to the Miyun Xie clan of Aiaizhou, and then they will take their two children to travel along Liuxiazhou to catch the autumn breeze.
  For Yue's words, it is that the Miyun Xie family had to laugh and bloom, soaking in his own light, it was equal to the two sword fairy embryos of the Great Wall of Sword Qi without the slightest incense, and the fairy money and the treasures of heaven and earth were less?
  He Gu finally recognized Mi Yu as his master.
   is actually a matter of Ning Yao.
  What face do you look down on Mi Yu? His Mi Yu was in the Golden Core and Yuan Ying’s Earth Immortal realms, summing up his demon-killing exploits, ranking first, even more than half of the Jade Pure Realm sword repairs.
  At that time, Mi Yu was standing not far away with Chen Ping’an. Although Ning Yao told the truth, Mi Yu was still panicked.
  If the child He Gu was reluctant at first, but could recognize Mi Yu as a master by pinching his nose, then Yu Xiehui would be unwilling to follow Cui Wei this "traitor" to learn the sword.
Even at that time, Cui Wei wanted to take the child on the Fengyuan ferry boat to Tongyezhou. Yu slanted back and did not want to leave the worship platform. He was anxious. At that time, he said a few very heavy words to Cui Wei. You Cui Wei is still Nalan. Nocturnal disciples, the master is dead, so many people are dead, so many Jindan Jianxiu who can leave are dead! You are the only one who hides in a foreign land, can't make a single sword, and live the best, don't you lose heart? Replaced by me, if I don’t die in my hometown, I will die on a battlefield like Old Dragon City. Let me recognize you as a master? Don't even think about killing me! I feel embarrassed to be your master.
  Cui Wei, the Nascent Soul Realm sword repairman, didn't say anything at the time, but left the worship platform silently without saying a word.
  Ning Yao’s reason is very simple. She did not say whether Cui Wei’s choice was right or wrong, nor did she say whether Yu Xiehui’s persistence was good or bad, but asked Yu Xie to go back to prove it by herself.
  You learned Cui Wei’s swordsmanship first, and then you don’t have to worry about the master and apprenticeship on the mountain. The two sides will ask the sword a game and decide the winner. Let Cui Wei admit his mistake in that matter by his own ability.
  Sun Chun Wang better discuss, Ning Yao let the little girl at most Jiazi, into the Yupu realm, can become his own named disciple.
  As for Bai Xuan, he received a pause.
  Be serious about practice. Your qualifications are only considered good in the Haoran world. You will die in your hometown.
   is Mi Yu before Yupu realm, but he has the face to say that he doesn't need to practice sword? When you are Zong Yuan or Chen Xi?
  Only the soft-tempered Yao Xiaoyan, Ning Yao didn't say anything serious, just made the little girl bolder.
  Before, at the sword platform there, the eight children faced Ning Yao, one by one stunned and at a loss.
  This may be the strength of Ning Yao.
  She doesn’t need to care too much, and she doesn’t even bother to sew people's hearts.
  But the kid from the Great Wall of Jianqi faces Ning Yao.
  In fact, it was like the later great sword immortals such as Yue Qing, Mi Hu, and Li Tuimi in the early years, when they were children, they faced the elder sword immortal.
  It is rare to speak, curse a few words, it is some rescue, which shows that the qualifications of swordsmanship are still improvised.
  In fact, Ning Yao didn't even think about saying so much at first.
  Just as soon as they arrived at the Baijiantai, they heard that the two children were leaving Luopo Mountain, and they seemed to be angry with Chen Ping’an, so Ning Yao was so angry.
  As a result, out of the nine children, only two Sword Fairy Embryos are left, and the ancestors are not yet clear.
  Bai Xuan and Yao Xiaoyan.
  So Chen Ping'an intends to ask Xiao Mo if he likes Bai Xuan and is willing to accept him as an anonymous disciple for the time being.
  Let the white-haired boy who changed his name to Huanghou be willing to teach Yao Xiaoyan some superior swordsmanship.
  It’s just that everything can be done, Taoist companions, or masters and apprentices, will not be allowed.
   Standing on the side of the ferry, Ning Yao hesitated to speak, but she rarely hesitated.
Chen Pingan stretched out his sleeves, held Ning Yao's hands, and chuckled softly: "When I arrive at Feisheng City, help me greet my colleagues in the Summer Palace, especially Guo Zhujiu, who is calling your wife, just say her. Master and Sister Sister miss her very much."
  Ning Yao nodded.
   Today's Chen Ping An is in a miserable situation, which makes her feel a little uneasy.
  No matter how high Xiaomo's swordsmanship is, and no matter how loyal he is, he will fall in love with Chen Ping An.
  But after all, it’s better to stay by his side.
  Chen Ping’an raised a hand and gently rubbed Ning Yao’s brows, apologizing:
You are far from the Great Sword Immortal. Don’t worry.

  Ning Yao still just nodded and didn't speak.
   "Flying City took root in Wucai Tian. I, a hermit, were not present, and I didn’t congratulate him. It’s too shameful."
  Chen Ping An put away his hand, twisted his wrist, and there was an extra whisk from Xiandan City, whose name was whisk.
  Ning Yao shook his head, "You are not an outsider, congratulations."
Chen Ping’an has his own reasons,
It’s not the same, this is what I grabbed from the Fairy Hairpin City. It’s very different from ordinary objects. It’s the most suitable to put it in Feisheng City. Who will let Fairy Hairpin City dare to follow the sword? The Great Wall is higher than the Qi."
  Ning Yao said: "I am waiting for you in Feishengcheng."
  Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."
  The woman in front of her is still very different from when she was a girl, but it is the best anyway.
  Chen Ping’an took a deep breath, "I will send you off."
  The two of them turned into blue and white long rainbows, their sword aura rushed into the sky, and they instantly moved away from the ferry.
  The sage of the Confucian Confucian Confucian Temple sitting on the Ao Ping Zhou Tianmu opened the door to the colorful world.
   Really want to enter the colorful world, Ning Yao still has a long way to go, but the road is stable, like an official post road in the world.
  After the gate was closed, the old master stood on the white cloud and smiled and said, "Since you don't want to give up, why not stay."
  Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing, but bid farewell to the sage of the Confucian Temple.
  Return to Luopo Mountain.
  Chen Ping’an has hung the Night You Sword on the wall of the first floor of the bamboo building, adjoining the couplet.
   glanced at the sheath long sword on the wall.
  The world is not smooth, and the dragons and snakes are flying on the wall.
  There are two imprints on the desk, which are well-deserved initials.
   is the Yinpu of the Hundred Swords Immortal and the Yinpu of the Jianxian.
   Fatty Yan wanted to buy it back then, but he didn't give it. The price can be discussed, don't think about it.
  So Yan Zhuo almost wanted to take advantage of Chen Pingan's staying in the summer palace to become the hermit official, and ran to Ningfu to become a gentleman of Liang Shang.
  Chen Ping’an walked out of the bamboo building. The small pond behind where a purple nasturtium was once planted has been moved to the lotus flower blessed land.
  Looking at the empty waterless pond, I remembered a Buddhist saying for no reason.
  Like a lotus flower that does not touch the water, it is like the sun and the moon do not stay in the air.
  A person who cultivates the Tao, lives in the mountains. The so-called true Taoism is probably a pair of eyes like the sun and the moon, and a Taoist heart like a green lotus.
  Leave the small pond and go to the stone table beside the cliff.
  Between the bamboo building and the stone table beside the cliff, there are cyan stone bricks. You can walk in six steps here.
   was laid with student Cui Dongshan before, but Chen Ping’an didn’t know what text Cui Dongshan had engraved on the bottom of the blue brick.
  Before, I heard from the old cook that Wei Xian had accepted a diary as a major disciple, a little girl who was only nine years old, and a lonely child, but she was already five years old as a cultivator.
   is a disciple picked up by Wei Xian from the small elementary school under the vassal. An orphan who started practicing at the age of four?
  The first time the master and apprentice met, Wei Xian was drinking at a wine shop beside a post road. He only needed a bowl, otherwise the drinking would make a mistake.
  Then Wei Xian saw a girl in rags. She was thin and yellow, but her eyes were different from ordinary people. When she walked, she breathed and walked calmly.
The girl took out a few coins from her pocket, Shumen Shulu bought two bowls of inferior wine with the shopkeeper of the wine shop, and then did not choose to sit at the empty wine table, the girl just squatted on the side of the road drinking, holding a bowl, and drinking a bowl. .
  After drinking the two bowls, stack them and return them to the shopkeeper.
  From buying wine to returning the bowl, the little girl was speechless from beginning to end, counting the time and foot strength, in the twilight, before the night ban, silently returned to the county.
Wei Xian saw that the shopkeeper didn’t seem to be surprised at all. He should have known it, so he inquired about it and found out that this girl who had learned to drink at a young age turned out to be a frequent visitor to the wine shop. He heard the shopkeeper say that the little girl Homeless, it seems that he was a refugee who had separated from his parents in his early years. The Dali dynasty, which served as the suzerain country a few years ago, allowed each vassal to restore the country with merit. In fact, the common people did not matter. The result was really bad. It is said that he was the crown prince, and the rejuvenation became the emperor. Several brothers must fight with him Sitting on that dragon chair, the army was in turmoil, who can imagine, now a little further away, some neighboring countries that are said to have few young and strong men left after the war are all stable.
I never thought that they hadn't suffered much here earlier, but just fought a battle on the border. Although many frontier soldiers have died, they have kept a peaceful world within the border, and the world has turned into chaos instead. Orphaned.
  How did you survive these years, who cares? The new graves are vast, but in fact they are considered good. For example, the ones that were taken in by the Yizhuang still have a sleeping place. As for those lonely and wild ghosts, no matter how they died, when they are ghosts, they still can’t eat for their children and grandchildren. Starving ghosts. But the little girl doesn't look thin, she has a lot of strength, and she would work some part-time jobs in the county at first, and finally settled down in a shop selling incense and paper money.
  As soon as she was free, she would wander around inside and outside the county seat, presumably looking for her parents, walk as far as the post station, and wait until it gets dark, and then go back to the shop inside the county seat.
  It's just that the shopkeeper thinks that her business is too bad, so she is only allowed to buy wine, and she is not allowed to sit at the wine table. The little girl didn't say anything, every time it was so well-regulated.
  Wei Xian fell in love after listening.
  Going to the incense candle shop to accept apprentices went smoothly. Wei Xian didn't have any money, and only agreed to help her find the parents who had been lost for many years.
It turned out that when she was four years old, the child’s father and mother found a deserted and dilapidated tomb with an opening like the mouth of a well. Her father and mother felt that the family would definitely not be able to survive, and did not want the little girl to starve to death on the road. Reduced to beast food, the bones will be exposed in the wilderness, so he will be cruel, put her in the tomb with a basket, and leave all the food left on her body. The little girl stayed alone in the tomb. After a few years, instead of dying in the tomb, she left the large tomb, like a child, crawling back from the ghost gate to the sun. The reason why she did not starve to death is that she did not conceal anything from Wei Xian, who had recognized her master. She only said that when she was about to starve to death, she saw a large turtle in the tomb. When the moonlight leaked, she would crane its neck. She seemed to be breathing, just slower, she followed, and learned to learn to be less hungry...
   Chen Ping’an was stunned.
   is both bitter and shocking.
  To talk about strange people and strange things, Chen Ping'an is really not uncommon, so that seeing the so-called miracle on the mountain has long been a surprise.
  But such a thing really made Chen Ping’an a little... shocked.
  This disciple of Wei Xian, must meet.
  There is no enlightenment from a master, no cheats of the fairy family, no treasures of heaven and earth, and the little girl is still illiterate, so she just took a few glances at the legendary tortoise breath technique and embarked on the path of cultivation.
  If this is not a genius, what is it?
  According to Zhu Lian's statement, it is estimated that Luoposhan can accept such a genius who has passed down his disciple generation. It is estimated that half of it is due to Wei Xian's fate of mentoring and apprenticeship, and half to Luoposhan's "benefits".
   Pausing for a moment by the cliff, Chen Ping’an returned to the bamboo house residence, picked up the two prints, and was ready to travel.
  Compared with the past, this trip is not far away, it is very close.
  I just went to a small country east of Baopingzhou, a small martial arts hall in Xianyou County, Qingyuan County, just to find friends to drink.
  A young Taoist who can still be young, a hero who is no longer a big man and no longer travels far away. The old man is old.
  Chen Pingan hangs double knives on his waist, stacking them on one side.
   is the two narrow knives, execution, and investigation.
  Chen Ping’an did not go directly to Yufeng, but called Xiaomo, and the two went to the gate of the mountain on foot. It is rare for Cen Yuanji to practice boxing today.
  Millet grains are watching the door over there, sitting on the bamboo chair.
  As if secretly holding something in the palm of his hand, he put his palms together and spread out all of a sudden.
   Self-care and cheerfulness.
Xiao Mo, with a yellow hat and blue shoes, now has a bamboo box and a hiking stick in his hand.
  Chen Ping’an was worried that Mi Li would think too much, and promised again:
It won’t take long for Xiao Mo and I to go home this time.

  Xiao Mi Li nodded vigorously, with a small face, with a sentence written, what a good person mountain lord said must count.
  Chen Ping’an touched the head of the millet grains,
counting and counting.

  Xiao Mi Li was relieved, and said to Xiao Mo: "Mr. Xiao Mo, very scholarly."
  Xiao Mo squatted down, knelt down on one knee, just looking at the millet grain, and smiled: "Right guardian, is there anything you want me to carry with you?"
  My son’s mountain top is full of weather. For Xiao Mo, it’s actually okay, no need to be surprised.
  I just didn’t expect to see young girls like Xiao Mi Li and Xiao Nuan Shu.
  One is the right guardian of Luopo Mountain, the so-called guardian worship in the world. One is in charge of all the keys of Ji Sefeng Patriarch Hall.
  Xiao Mi Li quickly waved his hand, "What the hell, Mr. Xiao Mo must not spend any more money for me."
  The mere response to the gift has already made Xiaomi’s brains not enough, so I had to ask Nuanshu sister, Jing Qing, and the old cook.
  Xiao Mo looked gentle, "I am not short of money."
  Xiaomi Li shook his head and said,
That’s also money. It’s not easy for anyone to make money.

  Alas, she is not proud when she is older and taller.
  Yao thinks that back then, on the side of Dumb Lake in her hometown, she never regarded money as money, and the good person mountain lord can help testify!
Since then, Chen Ping’an has been practicing the sword light escape technique. Once he loses his energy, he will turn into a more familiar and relaxed Yunshui body, but the speed of the wind will slow down a lot. Once exhausted, he will sacrifice the talisman. Boat, or let Xiaomo hold his shoulders and drag him for a long journey. The former is for spending money to see the scenery, while the latter is purely on the road, driving fast.
   Xiaowuguan in Xianyou County, Qingyuan County.
  There is a hero Xu who will lose every boxing.
   helped two friends who had met in the rivers and lakes in their early years. They both left a room, and kept it clean personally year after year.
   also said that when it comes to drinking, there are only two people each time. It's not good. You have to make a pile of three, and he has to pick two.
Xu Yuanxia’s disciple, Guo Chunxi, suffered a love injury and became a drunkard who soaked in a wine jar all day long and sleepwalking. He just fell in love with Zhou Fei before and left his hometown for a trip. Now he has become a disciple of the second seat of the Zhenzhenzong to worship Li Fuyi. From a martial arts disciple who was eating and waiting to die, he began to climb the mountain. Every six months, Guo Chunxi would send a letter back to tell his master that he was safe.
  The child of Bai Xuan, who came here with Chen Ping’an last time, Bian Pi Lai Lian asked the martial arts gym for the title of guest.
  Xu Yuanxia didn't take it seriously, and she treated it as a kid's joke and agreed.
  There are also darts who earn money and make a living at the martial arts hall.
  The concierge of the martial arts hall is still the young man whom the chicken and duck talked about last time, and is Guo Chunxi’s disciple.
  I saw Chen Ping’an and recognized that it was the friend of the patron of the museum. The young man did not block the way like last time. He only said that the owner is now walking darts, and there are still about two days before he can return to Xianyou County.
  Chen Pingan asked the young man about the route of darts, looked for a quiet place in the street and alley, used the water and cloud body, and went to the convoy of the martial arts hall.
  Hidden body, Yufeng traveled far away, over an ordinary ferry, Chen Ping'an looked down and stopped.
  In late autumn, most of the weather is declining, but near the ferry on the ground, the year is good, orange, yellow, orange and green.
  Xiao Mo glanced around, saw the truth, and asked curiously: "According to the mountain, it is the strange mountain and water who clings to the nobleman, wading through the mountains and wading, so as to avoid the calamity of cultivation?"
  Chen Ping’an nodded,
It’s almost the same.

  A number of ghosts and spirits who are successful in cultivation, in order to avoid the will of the sword and soldiers in certain mountains, they will look for blessed people as refuges.
  Otherwise, inside the big and small cities, there is the Wenwu Temple and the City God Temple. Outside, there are still landscape gods, just like the grass bandits in the mountains, how dare you sway the market?
  However, these are the knowledge that the calamity has come, the catastrophe is imminent, and as a last resort, you must find an amulet. Some are doing business and earning the way, because every time you pass a mountain and water realm guarded by gods, ghosts and ghosts and mountain spirits, you can add an invisible Dao Qi to yourself, as if you are carrying an ethereal body. Clearing the customs, an extra seal was stamped out of thin air.
It’s just this, and it’s by no means an easy task. In some places, the gods of mountains and rivers are not good at things, so they missed it. But once they were spotted by certain mountain gods, daffodils, temples and daffodils, it was tantamount to provocation. Often the end will not be any better.
  Chen Ping’an stopped and looked down at the ferry, just to determine whether that ghost is seeking life or profit. If it's the latter, it's really doomed.
  Because of the ghosts on the ferry crossing, it’s still not clear at this time. The Chenghuang Temple on the other side of the county city has already noticed its traces, and will soon come to the ferry to ask the teacher.
  Meeting is the master of the city who came here in person, accompanied by a day travel who had just returned to the county city to report the matter, and a general in shackles.
  And by the ferry, a He Bo was already waiting on the shore.
   At the ferry, at noon, the sun was shining, and a woman walked under an umbrella, stepping on a pair of embroidered shoes, and closely following a scholar who entered Beijing for an exam, intentionally or unconsciously, just hiding in the shadow of a scholar.
  The scholar must have a reputation for jury, because he has the running script issued by the Ministry of Ritual of that country, so he bears a trace of cultural fate that is far away from the capital.
Xiao Mo said: "The son, the ghost girl with the umbrella, is worried about whether she will implicate the scholar, and also wondering how to make up for the scholar's loss of yang energy if he escapes by chance, and is thinking about finding a chance to shelter him. The descendants of the city for a hundred years."
  Chen Ping’an smiled knowingly, with Xiao Mo by his side, which can indeed save a lot of things.
   "Little Mo, I have to blame you. I am used to traveling together. What should I do in the future? It is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality."
  Xiao Mo said: "As long as the son is not annoying and doesn't rush people, Xiao Mo can accompany him to travel far and wide."
  Chen Ping'an suddenly felt a little hairy in his heart, and glanced at Xiao Mo.
  Damn, is it possible that Xianwei was in the alley at the time and didn't misread Xiaomo?
  How hard is it to guard yourself against coming and going, how meticulous, so that this kind of thing can be dark under the light?
  Xiao Mo smiled and said: "Don't worry, son, Xiao Mo has female cultivators who are similar to later generations of Taoist couples, but their appearance and cultivation aptitude are not as good as the wife in case."
  Chen Ping’an smiled awkwardly,
What do I want, how could I misunderstand Xiao Mo.

   Xiao Mo thoughtfully said: "It's Xiao Mo who misunderstood."
   "Xiao Mo, you go and stop the Lord Chenghuang, you can show the identity of Da Li, show them the innocence card, and hand it over to me at the ferry."
Chen Ping'an quietly fell down, walked to the umbrella ghost, put his fingers together, gently pressed against the oil paper umbrella, and laughed in his heart: "Is this a girl who makes a tricky journey on the road? Ghosts, trample on the shadows of the yang people at will, hurting people's vitality and invisible, so you are not afraid of doing more calamity out of thin air, but taking the blame?"
The female ghost had a very white face. She turned her head to look at the swordsman in the blue shirt. She was terrified and trembling begged for mercy: "Master, slaves and maids have hardships. Please be kind to the masters. Just let the slaves and maids be kind. After crossing this river, you will immediately leave, the immortal master's great kindness, the servants and maids will be unforgettable..."
Between words, she took out a purse from her sleeve, "Sixteen immortal money is the Nu Jingna's savings. I only ask the fairy master to let the slave and maid leave only one, so that it can be given to the person in front of you. public."
The oil-paper umbrella she was holding was already held by the fingers of the blue-shirted swordsman. She had to stand still, but the scholar in front didn't realize it. He just walked forward slowly, waiting for her embroidered shoes to leave. The shadow of the scholar, the ground was hot like a pan, leaving her nowhere to stand in the sun.
  Her face faded and she was holding back the pain, so she had to lift one foot and step on the other embroidered shoe.
  The female ghost holding an umbrella was in the line of life and death, subconsciously raised her eyes, and looked at the back of the scholar in front of her, she looked a little trance, reluctant to give up, and smiled with relief.
   Then she would sip the fairy master, always spit on his face before she was reconciled, and then reduced to the other side's merit for killing demons and slayers.
But the green shirt guest smiled, put his fingers together, and tapped the oil-paper umbrella lightly. In an instant, the golden silk thread poured down the umbrella surface like rain, as if it were open. A circle of curtains.
  She is like falling into a cool place in the fairy family.
Chen Pingan handed over a stack of Huangxi Talismans and said, "After crossing the river, I repayed the scholar. If you like, you can go to a place called Shujianhu and find a monk named Zengye. Maybe you can visit Cultivation over there. This mountain is not difficult to find, you will know when you get there. If you don’t want to travel far, just feel free."
  On the front line of life and death, the female ghost holding the umbrella has no killing intent and tyrannical aura. A bit of spiritual light has not been covered by the natural hostility of Yinling. This is the pure Dao Xin.
  Otherwise, with the help of Xiao Mo to examine the content of her heartstrings, this female ghost has divided right and wrong, good and evil, and Chen Ping'an has no need to be so "aggressive".
  The female ghost holding an umbrella is suspicious. For no reason, in a peaceful meeting, why should the other party be so benevolent?
  I just thought about it a second time, at this point of my own incomprehensibility, why did he make the immortal master with unfathomable one-handedness in front of him so calculated and framed?
   Thinking about it again, she was a little worried. Could it be that the other party coveted her...beauty?
  Chen Ping’an could bear any misunderstanding, and could not stand the injustice alone. He laughed angrily:
Quickly follow the scholar to cross the river, and think less about what you don’t have.

The female ghost really didn't dare to think about anything. She tremblingly put away the stack of immortal family talisman, gave a blessing, thanked her, and quickly stepped forward. After a few steps, she discovered that she hadn't walked in the shadow of the scholar. The same walking is no problem, she couldn't help but stop and turn her head to ask: "Dare to ask the name of the fairy lord, the fairy mansion?"
  The bookish swordsman in the blue shirt who looked at it a few more times shook his head, "Don't know if these are missing."
  She hesitated for a moment, her eyes firm, "The slave servant sincerely asks the immortal master, or say a number."
  I saw the man patted the saber on the waist and smiled: "My name is Chen Ping An. I am a swordsman."
   is not only learning from someone, but making a joke with the umbrella ghost girl.
   was again for the county city god, because Xiaomo’s last-ranked card from the Dali Department of Punishment didn’t seem to be particularly useful.
  Turned around and held a fist on the side of the city who was driving in the mist, then used the Yun Shui body and continued on the road with Xiao Mo.
After the Chenghuangye, the Sun Youshen and the General Yoke, and the Qingshan guest who had signed up, he pressed the head of the cloud and came to the shore to let the uncle He who was supposed to be blocking the road just do it. The female ghost let go.
That He Bo was also a savage person. Even if he saw the city’s boss of a county, he still had to ask for a reason before he was willing to give way. The city was in a very good mood. Not only was he not annoyed, but he told He Bo. The sword fairy in Qingshan is exactly the young mountain lord of the Luopo Mountain in Longzhou, Dali, Chen Ping'an, the lord of the sect.
  Chenghuang teased the Uncle He,
The sky is so big that a sword fairy can stop here, and he has to separate some of his own merits and a female ghost to cross the river.

  He was very proud of his heart, but he said: "The realm of a sword immortal is greater than the sky, and it is not too great for the truth of the humble duty here."
  Chenghuang smiled, so this is the reason why you are here as He Bo, and I sit in Chenghuang Temple in Juncheng.
  He Bo suddenly asked, "Is that Chen Jianxian from the Fallen Mountain?"
  Poor, look down on Jinghua Shuiyue, can't afford the Shanshui Mansion News, and the news from the mountains is far inferior to this city god. It’s just that colleagues and Shangguans often mentioned in the liquor bureaus that two young sword immortals in their forties came out of the Dali Dynasty. They asked the sword together and demolished the Patriarch Hall in Zhengyang Mountain, especially It was Chen, who had a bad temper, and used a sword to chop off the head of the old ancestor who moved the mountain.
  Looking back at the behavior style of the green shirt swordsman, it doesn’t seem to resemble external rumors. Could it be that the Lord Chenghuang had missed it?
   Chenghuang nodded, "You can't do anything fake, it's true."
  He uncle complained: "Oh, Lord Chenghuang, in that case, why didn't you tell me earlier, I can ask Chen Jianxian for a calligraphy."
  Chenghuang Lord stared, "Did you not say it earlier?!"
  He Bo stopped talking, whoever is the official is reasonable.
  Xiao Mo followed his son on a Yufeng tour, continued on his way, and asked: "My son used to travel like this...?"
  Chen Ping’an smiled and said, "Nosy?"
  Xiao Mo smiled and said nothing.
Chen Ping’an said:
When the realm is high, the world is small. It seems that there are trivial things at the foot of the mountain. It’s not wrong to say that, but you and me stop for a little time. The difference is that you accompany me to take a ride on the talisman to watch the mountains and rivers. It’s a little bit different from me being dragged by your shoulders. But for others, it may be life and death, the road, and the knelt on the ground and begging for mercy. Whether it’s on this day each side, or the lover finally gets married..."
  Xiao Mo said: "The son is preaching the method, Xiao Mo has been taught."
  Chen Ping An endured and endured.
  Xiao Mo said:
I heard Mr. Zhu say that the origin of the atmosphere of Luopo Mountain is attributed to the son’s original source and setting an example.

  Chen Ping’an twitched at the corner of his mouth,
Nonsense, I have no relationship with me.

  Xiao Mo sighed: "The son is really imaginary."
  The mountain roads are winding like snakes, rugged and difficult to navigate. A motorcade is all pony.
  An old man with white eyebrows and a saber riding a sword. It is estimated that he was away from home, so the old guard did not shave much.
   Keeping pace with a young Taoist priest.
  At the turn of the mountain road, slowly walked out of a green shirt with double knives on his waist, and smiled: "Robbery."
  Behind him stood a young man who looked like a scholar.
  The old man laughed and said: "Mountain, at first glance, it is a person who does not rob money but only robs, and can only wrong you."
  The young Taoist priest smiled and said, "Brother Xu, you are more handsome. You don't always talk about appearance. I'm together with Chen Ping Anjia, are you not enough?"
  The two rolled over and got off their horses, facing the other person.
  Martial arts guard, saw the green shirt swordsman, walked quickly, raised both hands, and held hands with Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng respectively.
  Most of them know this person, whose surname is Chen. It is a friend of the old museum owner.
  I don’t know what’s going on. The man in the blue shirt actually walked on foot to lead the horse for the owner of the museum, talking and laughing.
   went down the mountain and passed by an inn. Four people sat at a table. The owner made an exception. Not only did he drink while walking the dart, he also allowed all martial arts disciples to drink a bowl.
  It’s weird. Is the owner really afraid of going out halfway?
  Chen Ping’an picked up the wine bowl, took a sip of the wine, and took out a not thick book from his sleeve. He smiled and said,
Look through it?

  Xu Yuanxia wiped the corners of her mouth, took a closer look, and quickly wiped her sleeves. Then she picked it up. It was a collection of Su Zi's poems.
The last time I mentioned it at the wine table, Chen Ping’an started bragging about it, not drafting, saying that he could help himself to ask for a collection of poetry with the title of Su Zi, and he could even help his own landscape. Preface to travel notes. Xu Yuanxia opened it cautiously, and she found that she really had the title of Su Zi and a private seal. There is also a sentence "A career wrapped in a thick cloth, a gift to the bearded ranger Xu Yuanxia", plus the year and month signature.
  Xu Yuanxia flushed, and in her arms, she laughed and said: "The stinky kid imitated the handwriting pretty much, I take it for real."
  Chen Ping’an picked up the wine bowl and said,
When I turned back to help you write the preface, Su Zi agreed. I’ll help you send the manuscript to Su Zi as soon as you finish writing it.

  Xu Yuanxia looked suspicious.
  Zhang Shanfeng began to arch the fire,
What are you trying to do, why don’t you hurry up and toast to our uncle Chen?

  Chen Ping’an continued:
I still have a copy of Su Zi's copybook, but I forgot to bring it with me this time I went out. If I want, I can go to Luoposhan to get it.

  Xu Yuanxia stretched out three fingers and shook her, "You kid, that’s okay, just said three things, and she has blown three cowhides."
  In fact, these days, Xu Yuanxia would go to the Xianjia Mountain near the martial arts hall to hang out from time to time and ask about things on the mountain.
  So the old people know about the ceremony in the Luopo Mountain at Zhengyang Mountain and the discussions in the Middle-earth Confucian Temple.
  Every time I climbed slowly, hurried down the mountain, returned home, drank alcohol, and went to sleep drunk.
  Xu Yuanxia raised the wine bowl, bumped heavily with Chen Ping’an, and smiled:
If you’re busy, you don’t have to go back to Xianyou County with us. It’s just a few drinks, business matters.

  Chen Ping’an chuckled and said,
Don’t pretend to be heroic with me here. I'm going to really go. You can't scold me to death on Zhang Zhenren's side.

  Zhang Shanfeng smiled and nodded. Now he is a in the sea-viewing realm, and he is called a real person on the wine table, which is not excessive.
  Xu Yuanxia just turned her head and looked at the yellow hat youth, she regretted it. Sure enough, this guy who was in charge of helping pouring the wine had already nodded herself, and only said one thing, I would go one by one, and drank it in one go.
Before this meal, Xiao Mo always said nothing when he was toasted. A large bowl of wine must be finished in one sip. After a few times, Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng would not dare to toast much, and then as long as there is a meeting of sights. , Will be regarded by Xiao Mo as being persuaded to drink, or bored with a mouthful.
  I'm afraid of such heroes on the wine table. The wine is very good, and the result is better than the wine.
What's more, Xiao Mo is very well-prepared. Every time he asks Daxia Xu to say something, if Xu Yuanxia drank it in one sip, Xiao Mo would pour herself two more bowls, which caused Xu Yuanxia to toast or drink. On Mo's side, I can only be really casual, in short... I'm very happy. So Xu Yuanxia actually didn't drink much, she just raised her wine bowl a lot of times, and she came and went, anyway, it was like a savoury drink.
  After that, she returned all the way to Xianyou County, and learned that Chen Pingan was going to Tongyezhou to establish her next clan, Xu Yuanxia couldn’t help but let Chen Pingan get out.
Chen Pingan didn’t bother to pay attention to him. Sitting on horseback, with sleeves in both hands, shaking shoulders, and double knives folded at his waist, he just casually chatted with Zhang Shanfeng. The two parties had already agreed to go to Tongyezhou and Zhang Shanfeng. Ask Xu Yuanxia if he is angry or angry? There is no way, some people are getting old, their legs and feet are not bright, and walking darts is no problem, even if they bite their teeth, young and strong men travel the rivers and lakes, drink that flower wine, see beautiful women, they are all willing to kill thieves but are powerless Catch the thief myself.
   was very angry with Xu Yuanxia.
  This way back to Qingyuan County, Xu Yuanxia had a relationship with officials, post stations, or Jianghu sects along the way, and occasionally experienced disciples.
  For some reason, Xiao Mo always felt that his son would be like two people on the Luopo Mountain. He would be lazy, basking in the sun, drinking a little wine, and occasionally whistling, as if it was the tune of a folk song.
  When he arrived at the martial arts hall in Xianyou County, Xiao Mo became more and more eye-opening, and he turned out to be his own master who cooked and cooked a table of dishes.
  Xu Yuanxia with arms around her chest, leaning against the door of the stove, smiled and watched two old friends and a new friend, busy over there.
  Drinking today is just a drink.
   When he arrived at Zhang Shanfeng’s house, Chen Ping’an took the lead and opened a book with paintings.
  Zhang Shanfeng complained: "Brother Xu, I am a Taoist priest. What do you mean by putting these books on the table?!"
  Xu Yuanxia chuckled, "Yomo is a book with long legs. She sneaked in by herself. It has nothing to do with me."
  There was still a midnight snack in the evening. Xu Yuanxia took the three of them out of the martial arts hall and found a small restaurant opened in the back alley. This meal Chen Ping'an and Zhang Shanfeng opened up for a drink, like an infighting.
  At dawn the next day, Chen Pingan rubbed his forehead, not knowing how he returned to the martial arts hall.
   After getting up, he opened the door and walked out. After not walking a few steps, he found Xiao Mo squatting on the steps next to the martial arts field, watching Xu Yuanxia teaching his disciples and grandchildren practicing boxing and walking.
  Zhang Shanfeng, this stupid man, was holding a bowl of wine beside him, and he was resurrecting his soul through drinking and hangover.
  Xu Yuanxia waved to Chen Ping’an:
Come here and teach some fist moves.

  The disciples of the martial arts hall, all looked at the master Chen who was so mysterious by the owner.
  White hairpin and blue shirt, stepped on a pair of black cloth shoes with melaleuca sole.
  They have to admit that the appearance is somewhat correct. As for boxing scripts, since they are friends of their own pavilion owner, they are good and bad.
  Why does the owner of the pavilion have such a good reputation in the arena, especially among peers? Isn't it the incense sent by the fist?
  If it were not for the kindness of the owner of the museum, enough oil and water for a meal, he would never be in arrears with wages, otherwise he would really not be able to keep a few people.
   Just now, the real Zhang has been drawn by the master of the museum and taught a set of boxing techniques. Good guy, I guess it is really not sober, soft, and circle there.
  So they don’t have much hope for this young master Chen who often walks the world.
  Chen Ping’an smiled, pulled up a corner of the blue shirt and long gown, tied it around her waist, came to Xu Yuanxia’s side, turned her back to the martial arts disciple, and walked the six steps of Shaking Shanquan first.
  The young and strong teenagers looked at each other behind them.
  That's right, I am indeed a friend of my own curator.
  Xiao Mo smiled.
  A fist is like mountains and rivers, and heaven and earth are connected.
  Yuhong, Zhou Haijing and other nine-level martial arts, fortunately to face their own son, it is a punch.
  Xu Yuanxia sat next to Xiao Mo, and laughed softly: "These little rascals, how can you tell the depth, makes Xiao Mo laugh."
  Xiao Mo shook his head and said: "Each has its own high and low, each has its own knowledge."
  Xu Yuanxia gathered the sound into a line and said: "There is Lao Xiaomo on this road."
  What kind of person Chen Ping’an is, it’s no better to know that if he went out to find himself and Zhang Shanfeng for a drink, he would never bring anyone with him unless he was seriously injured.
Xu Yuanxia looked at the figure in the green shirt who was getting faster and faster in the martial arts field, and smiled: "I am getting older. If I am ten or twenty years earlier, I will definitely drink with Xiao Mo and stay drunk. "
  Xiao Mo whispered: "In the eyes of the son, Daxia Xu may not really be so young, but I believe that in the eyes of the son, Daxia Xu will always be the big hero who walks in the wind and rain."
  The old man rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "reasonable."
  After that, Chen Ping'an stayed in the martial arts gym for three consecutive days. In the end, Xu Yuanxia drove people away and scolded Chen Pingan and Zhang Shan with a smile.
  Feng's two unscrupulous bastards, are they eating and drinking here, and waiting for their own death so that they can divide their property?
  In the past few days, Chen Ping’an has taught and fed boxing. The martial arts disciples finally realized that they had a big change in their impressions, and they believed that this young master Chen was really a master. It is estimated that he can beat at least two hall masters.
  If you open a martial arts center here in the county seat, your business will certainly not be bad, especially for female apprentices, absolutely indispensable.
This morning, squatting on the steps, Chen Ping'an rubbed his eyebrows while holding a wine bowl, watching Zhang Shanfeng teaching boxing over there. The martial arts disciples were awkwardly throwing their punches, each holding back and laughing, Chen Ping'an also tolerated. Laughing.
  Before leaving for her journey, Xu Yuanxia suddenly asked Chen Ping’an to write a plaque in the lobby. She also said that she should be bold and bold.
  Prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Xiaomo was studying ink beside him. Chen Ping'an took his pen to write the four big characters of the list. The signature was Luoposhan Chen Ping'an. He also took out the private seal of one party and sealed it, Chen Shiyi.
  Chen Ping’an put the pen on the pen holder, turned his head to look at Xu Yuanxia, ​​and smiled:
If you still don’t feel the momentum is enough, I can change that one to nine.

  Xu Yuanxia laughed loudly and said that it was almost done, otherwise he would fart Dawuguan and couldn't hold it down.
  The four characters of the plaque and the list of books are one continent.
  Xu Yuanxia sent all the way to the outside of the county, without any muddles, holding her fists and presenting four characters to the three of them, and went all the way.
When he arrived at Huaihuang County, Zhang Shanfeng did not live with Chen Ping’an on the mountain, but settled down at the Caotou shop in Qilong Lane. He talked to the old Jia, Chen Lingjun, and a young Taoist priest named Xianwei. Ming said that he was going to pick up the wind and dust for him, and it was another drink of wine and dimly. Then Zhang Shanfeng surreptitiously asked Chen Lingjun to lead the way, saying he was going to the Water God Niang Niang Temple on the Tiefu River. Chen Lingjun winked and understood that the marriage lottery there was extremely effective! The only problem is that the goddess of water has moved. This is a trivial matter. Uncle Chen can't help taking it to a mountain temple elsewhere in Longzhou, just as alive. When Xianwei heard that he was going to the Tiefu River Water Temple, he would follow, and when he heard that he was going to burn incense with a certain mountain god, he was not happy to go.
  Chen Ping’an took a trip to Mu Ping Alley by himself, first stepped over the wall and landed in the courtyard of Song Ji’s house. This was the first time Chen Ping’an did.
After using the water cloud body to enter Song Jixin’s study, there is no need to dig through the boxes and cabinets. In a porcelain vase for Qing offerings placed on the bookshelf, he opens a layer of mysterious and concealed scenery that is not difficult to open. In the end, Chen Ping’an was killed. I found a piece of broken porcelain, and besides this, there are also a few pages of yellowed paper left by the Queen Mother Nanzhan of Dali, which are fragments of Tao Jue from Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.
   Then came to the door of his ancestral house, Chen Ping squatted down to dig up the soil and took out a rouge box that had been buried in the alley for many years.
  I went to another deserted mountainous area and found a small grave without a monument.
  These are the inside stories that Aunt Feng was at the Huoshen Temple before.
  There is a stone on the grave that is pressed against the already whitened red paper. It is estimated that someone went to the grave during the Qingming Festival this year, and then rain fell on this side after another.
  And the small graves show signs of adding soil every year.
  Chen Ping’an squatted down and took out two pots of wine, one pot of glutinous rice fermented from his hometown, and the other pot of rice wine from the mountain, all poured in front of the small grave.
  After walking a long distance, Chen Ping’an glanced back, and then Yufeng left.
  In the night, Chen Pingan moved a small bench and sat near the kiln head of a dragon kiln, and sat alone until dawn.
  Longzhou, has officially changed its name to Chuzhou.
The transfer of officials cannot be said to be infrequent. Just like the long history of the Kiln Affairs Supervisory Office, it has been replaced by a new superintendent a long time ago. He is a son of a family from the capital, but it seems that the more he wants to make a difference, the more he can do nothing. Cao Gengxin, the drunkard's officialdom, is not a little bit worse.
  The ruins of the Moon Palace presented by Xiao Mo came from a round of bright moon, just like an ancient and alternative summer palace.
  Chen Ping’an had already greeted Xiao Mo in advance, and would pass this gift to Liu Xianyang. Xiao Mo had better talk, of course it didn't matter.
  Chen Ping’an waited until dawn, put away the bench, and returned to Luopo Mountain.
  In the previous ceremony at Zhengyang Mountain, Chen Ping’an asked Guan Yiran to send a secret letter to the hunting envoy Cao Ping. After receiving the letter, Cao Ping stopped attending the celebration and left.
It is equivalent to a three-hundred-year covenant between Luopo Mountain and the Cao Clan of Shangzhu Kingdom. There is no need for Chen Ping An and Cao Ping to meet, and there is no need to put that contract on paper. There is no need for black paper and white words. It is just a two-party agreement. There is a tacit agreement between gentlemen.
  Luopo Mountain will protect Cao’s incense, and there will be no "some" worst results. Both parties knew this well, the so-called accident was not that the Cao family lost his hereditary status as the upper pillar country, but the kind of family destruction in the true sense and the severance of incense. Although this possibility is extremely small, Chen Ping'an started his letter with this, but he was even more sincere.
After   , within three hundred years, the Cao family can send pure martial arts or cultivating embryos to Luopo Mountain to practice peacefully in the mountains, and Luopo Mountain will cultivate them carefully. If this matter is too revealing, it is easy to be jealous by the Song court. Chen Ping’an can also secretly send those candidates to places such as Taihui Jianzong in Luzhou, Beiju, or the dragon elephant on the South Posuozhou. Jianzong.
  Cao Ping soon made Chen Ping’an feel Cao’s vigorous actions.
  Because the Cao family has quietly sent two people to Luoposhan, two children surnamed Cao, and a pair of young girls.
  Young Cao Yin, whose name is Fengsheng, is a descendant of the Cao family. She is a sword repairing embryo. The girl is given the surname, the surname is Cao, and the nickname is Wutong. Now she is a martial artist in the four realms, and she has a pretty good foundation.
  According to the rules of the wealthy family, the girl is Cao Yin's maid and also a dead soldier.
  The two were placed in a mansion in the back mountain of Luopo Mountain by Zhu Lian.
  Cui Dongshan pointed out the practice of young Cao Yin, and gave back a few cheats on the mountain. As for Cao Yang, Sui You and Pei Qian had taught her a few punches before.
  Chen Pingan wanted to go to the mansion there by himself, but he hesitated while seeing the two of them chatting, but let Chen Lingjun call them to come over and meet at the stone table by the cliff.
  The teenagers and girls rushed to the mountain together.
  They saw the bamboo tower first, and then they saw the green shirt, standing on the edge of the cliff, with a graceful demeanor.
  The man smiled at them and nodded in greeting.
  Cao Yin walked forward quickly, and the girl followed behind.
  The young man saluted, "Cao Yin pays homage to the mountain lord."
The girl stood a step behind Cao Yin. She just bowed her head and folded her hands and clasped her fists. She hadn't gotten up for a long time with this famous Sect Master. Due to some unwritten rules, she kept her duty and did not have a self-registration number. .
  The blue shirt in front of the eyes.
   is a forty-year-old sword fairy in the upper five realms.
   is still a martial artist who has stood on the top of the world.
  Chen Ping’an stretched out a hand and said with a smile: "Cao Yin, Cao Yang, all sit down."
  A pair of young girls who looked like Biren took their seats one after another.
  Chen Ping’an sat down and asked,
Is it still used to living in the mountains?

  Cao Yin is young and mature, with a calm temperament, he replied stubbornly, "Going back to the mountain, I can’t live better."
  Chen Ping’an smiled and said,
In Luopo Mountain, you don’t need to be too cautious. You can just walk around and take a look while practicing boxing.

  The girl is a person who learns boxing and martial arts. Facing this boundless martial artist, she is actually more in awe than Cao Yin.
  Feng as a god.
  So today, when she meets Chen Ping An, it is like meeting a living with respect and respect.
  I heard that he was coming to see this mountain lord, but Cao Yang was actually confused and his mind was muddled.
  If it weren’t for coming from the back mountain to the edge of the Zhulou cliff, there would still be a long stretch of mountain road to walk, so that she could calm down her mood quickly. It is estimated that the question and answer will be lost when it comes to this side.
  Chen Pingan didn’t talk much with them. After they left, he hesitated and let Zhang Li live a long time. He called Pei Qian who was staying in the lotus flower blessed land back to Luopo Mountain, saying that he was waiting for her on the second floor of the bamboo building.
  Go up the stairs and came to the corridor on the second floor. Chen Ping’an sat at the door, took off his cloth shoes, and placed it outside.
  I have noticed the strangeness of Pei Qian. Previously, Luopo Mountain watched Zhengyang Mountain. Pei Qian said something, and when he returned to Luopo Mountain, he broke the border, but it dragged on again and again.
  Although the distance to that time was not long before the actual date, Chen Ping'an did not dare to take it lightly.
  As a pure taker, he is actually in pressure.
  A Nine Realm Wufu can already break the bottleneck but deliberately suppress it. If he is careless, there will be a big hidden danger.
  Who borrowed your courage?
  Am I the master?
  Chen Ping’an walked into the house, empty, and began to close his eyes to rest.
  In the past, he traveled alone to Luzhou in Beiju, but was inexplicably asked about a boxing. Chen Ping’an almost mistakenly thought he was going to die at that time.
  The person who asked him indiscriminately, turned out to be the old housekeeper who was changing his name in the Sasa Villa, Wu Fengjia, his real name Gu You, and a member of the Great Seal Dynasty.
  In the past, one of the three native martial artists of Luzhou in Beiju, once used double fists to disperse the dynasty vassal ten-seven immortal masters, all of which were single-handedly expelled by this pure martial artist.
  Gu You is the ancestor of Shaking Shanquan.
  When he received the punches by himself, he walked and handed the punches, nearly 1.6 million punches.
  In order to test his own depth, Gu You punched hard and made more sense.
  The old man once said that there are thousands of boxing skills to die, and the real boxing is to live out a kind of boxing.
  Of course, Gu You also said a rhetoric that fits well with the realm of Shaanshan Boxing Master and Ending Wufu.
   roughly means that he does not talk about the level of Cui Cheng's boxing skills, but the fact that he boxing is normal, replacing him with him can ensure that Chen Ping'an is the strongest!
  Chen Ping An put away his thoughts and opened his eyes.
  Pei Qian is here.
  She took off her boots at the door and hesitated to walk into the house.
  Chen Ping’an rolled up his sleeves, and said solemnly:
I will not be overwhelmed, I will decide the winner.

  Pei Qian remained silent and motionless.
  Chen Ping’an is exactly the same as Gu You and himself in the past, bending his knees slightly, twisting his wrists, towards himself, passing a fist forward, and slowly saying:
I’ll ask you a fist with Shaking Mountain Fist.

  Pei Qian looked a little flustered, staring at his master in a daze.
  The most familiar master made her feel a little strange.
  Chen Ping’an angrily said:
Pei Qian, if you are against others, you are already dead right now!

   Pei Qian just didn't speak, and she didn't have the intention to gather fists.
  Chen Ping’an kicked the ground as fast as thunder, and the whole bamboo building shook violently, and he hit the door of Pei Qian’s face.
  Pei Qian only retreated two steps, leaning back against the wall, Chen Ping’an almost hit her forehead with a punch, forcibly closed the fist, and laughed again. In the end, only distressed, he said helplessly,
Forget it.

   Pei Qian grinned.
  Chen Pingan bends his fingers, and a chestnut beats Pei Qian to hold his head.
Seeing that the master had gone to the door, sitting down and putting on cloth shoes, Pei Qian was relieved all of a sudden, Pi Dian Pi Dian sat down with the master, and laughed softly: "Master, I'm telling the truth. Three punches, at most five punches, it's over."
  Chen Pingan said in a bad mood: "You know?"
The old man in a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes bent his knees slightly, twisted his wrists, grasped his fist, and slowly handed it forward, making a fist with one hand, but retracting, "I shake the mountain fist, the most heavy punch is against the enemy, one punch Keep your mind, so even if you meet the enemy's three masters, as long as your fist is not scattered, you can still make another punch! Let your immortal spell reach the sky, the mountain presses my top, I shake the mountain fist and open the mountain! This is me At the time of Gu You’s seven realms, he had this realization before he could write the preface of this boxing book. If you, Chen Ping’an, want to go higher than me in the future, you should have this big idea of ​​being completely ignorant of the heights of the world!"
  At the edge of the big pit, a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes appeared. It was the old martial artist.
  , Wu Fengjia, or leaving aside Li Er, who was born out of the sky, he is one of the three native martial artists of Luzhou in Beiju, Gu You of the Great Seal Dynasty.
  The Great Seal Dynasty in the surrounding countries, why is there only one Jinlin Palace where the weak Yuan Ying sits? And why is the Jinlin Palace so weak that it will be regarded as a waste hill that has never been heard before by the duckweed sword lake?
  It was Wu Fu Gu You who beat the gods on the mountains of a dozen countries with double fists, and almost all of them were expelled from the country.
  Gu You once said, the heavens are big and the earth is big, the gods are gone.
  Huge words must have feats to be a true hero.
The old man squatted down and said with a smile: "Of course I am not called Wu Fengjia. I was just walking the rivers and lakes when I was young. It was the name of a dead knight. He died in order to save a roadside beggar who was crushed by wheels. On the spot. The little lame, who has been practicing boxing all his life, just wanted to prove one thing to this life-saver. In order to save a pus-covered orphan, a martial artist took his own life. It's worth it!"
   Gu You’s pseudonym was actually someone else’s name. He was just a martial artist from all over the world. He died in order to save a roadside beggar.
  So after Gu You became famous, as long as he was away from home, he would use this name to compete with the Wufu on the mountain. Just to prove one thing, the martial artist of the four realms back then took his life for a child covered in rotten pus, not so...not worth it!
  Chen Pingan stood by the railing, turned his head and looked at the town.
   is like Mr. Qi protecting a Lizhu cave sky. The growth of the younger generation in every small town can prove one more point, and this matter is not so unworthy.
  Many young people always feel that the sky is big and the earth is mine, and they only dare to see if I want it or not.
  Only after adulthood, bold words require feats to be considered a true hero.
  So the Confucian Temple was discussing matters, and during the confrontation between the two worlds, they wore a green shirt and fought as soon as they spoke.
  So the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi will never just say something light-hearted just because he has returned to Haoran World.
  Then I will go to the wild world, drag and drop the river, interrupt the fairy hair city, cut the moon mountain with the sword, and blade the head of the peak sword repair of the ascendant realm.
  Chen Ping’an patted Pei Qian’s hairdo on top of his head, and said softly,
Go back to the lotus flower fortune, you can break the border tomorrow.

  In fact, I know why Pei Qian must be so pressured.
   is to wait for a certain day.
  Because senior Cui Cheng left on this day.
  The old man did not give any last words in a small temple in the capital of Nanyuan State.
  It seems that all the truths are being taught in the bamboo building.
  Pei Qian nodded, and returned to the Ouhuafu Land.
   did not go directly to Nanyuan National Capital City, but chose a secluded area. She landed straight in a straight line, and the earth shook.
  Flying all the way, every time the water crosses the water, every mountain is over the mountain, and occasionally resting by the water, Pei Qian will catch a few fish and stew in the pot, start the fire to cook the rice, and the fish soup. It is indeed a bit salty.
  In the night, I strolled through the familiar and unfamiliar Nanyuan National Capital City, walked through the streets and alleys, saw the two stone lions squatting at the door, and finally came to the Xinxiang Temple in Nanyuan Country.
  Pei Qian sat on the steps and stared blankly into the corridor.
  She was silent for a long time.
  Wait until the sky has white fish belly, a figure, rises from the ground, and goes to the sky.
  Please take care of a blessed land for a long life and open the door of lotus root blessed land.
   Pei Qian said in a deep voice: "Open the door!"
  Haoran Jiuzhou’s nine-share martial arts.
  There are also two majestic martial arts, from the wild world and the Qingming world, flocking to the Luopo Mountain and into the lotus flower blessed land.
   was smashed one by one by Pei Qian in a drumming style.
  A blessed world, martial arts fall to the world like majestic rain.
  Near the gate of Fudi on the horizon, Chen Ping'an has sleeves with both hands, beside him is a long life in a snow-white robe.
  Long life smiled and said: "Pei Qian's martial arts broke through, really unreasonable."
  Chen Ping’an looked indifferent and said,
It’s not surprising, after all, it’s my big disciple.

From the corner of Changming’s eyes, he caught a glimpse of this young mountain master, deliberately speaking understatement, but the smile between his eyebrows was like "My girl is the best in the world, do you still need to say this kind of thing?" Old father.
  Zhang Li Changming joked, "I will be sacked in the middle of the night, and the mountain owner can call me."
  Chen Ping’an smiled and nodded,
You have to stop me at that time and pay attention to the strength of kicking people.

  A group of three people visited Hongzhu Town, and Chen Ping’an bought a few books from the shopkeeper Li Jin at the bookstore.
  Today, the millet grain did not carry the golden pole, nor did he carry the green bamboo stick, but the cloth bag slung.
  On the mountain road, the millet grains are walking in the forefront, twisting a golden melon seed with two fingers, holding it high, shaking his head and shaking his head, never tire of it.
  In the twilight, the Water God Temple is about to close.
  Changed the temple blessing. She used to be an old woman, but now she is a simple woman.
  Chen Ping An couldn’t laugh or cry when he saw the woman whose eyebrows were vaguely familiar.
  This jade liquid river empress is really ubiquitous.
  The woman in front of him who served as the new temple blessing, he really knew, in fact, she was still a peer, two or three years older than Chen Pingan.
  Because he is a small town native in Huaihuang County, his surname is Lu, but his relationship with Lu on Fulu Street has long been estranged, and he can't climb any relatives.
The person she married was also a native of her hometown. She worked as a kiln worker in Longyao, but was far away from the kiln where Chen Ping’an was an apprentice. Their family sold the house in the early years and moved to Zhoucheng with the family. A wealthy day that I didn't even dare to think about before.
  The woman was a little uncertain, with a bit of joy on her face, she tentatively asked: "Is it Chen from the Nipe Lane...Ping'an?"
A few years ago, about Mo was the ancestor of Ji De, she was actually regarded as the goddess of the water god, and she was half a mountain man. Although she had never practiced immortality, she had seen a lot of immortal masters. There are quite a few noble ladies with official hats and wearing gold and jade. Two of them are still the legendary ladies.
   really made her excited at first, but later women are not rare to go to Longzhou City to show off.
  Every time a man goes out to drink, he will have a blushing face, saying that he is good fortune and beg a glorious daughter-in-law, you are not worse than the Gu family widow in Mud Bottle Alley.
  Heh, nowadays, the man who has never read a book will learn how to draw words from a talented person, as if picking up a string of four words from a sauerkraut jar.
  Chen Ping’an smiled and nodded, and shouted out the other’s name,
Yanmei, I haven’t seen each other for many years. I only heard that your family moved to Longzhou City before, but I didn’t expect you to be here.

  In the past, the locals in small towns used to marry early, and many women would marry when they were fourteen or five.
  She asked: "Chen Pingan, is this your girl?"
Before she became a temple blessing, she had only heard fragmentary news about the orphan in Niping Lane in front of her. It was said that Chen Ping’an had met the foreign town through her friend Liu Xianyang after being an improper apprenticeship as a kiln worker in his early years. Master Ruan, a human blacksmith, somehow earned his first sum of money, and bought a few hills to the west.
  Somehow later, he entered the eyes of the mountain of Piyun Mountain again, and he became even more magnanimous.
  Chen Ping’an laughed dumbfounded, and this was troublesome, so he had to touch the head of the millet grain.
  Xiaomi Li smiled while covering her mouth, her eyes narrowed with crescent moons, this new title that fell from the sky, we don’t admit it or deny it.
  The woman asked: "Are you here to burn incense?"
  Chen Ping’an smiled and said,
I have to trouble you Feijian to pass on the Yuye Jiangshui Mansion, I have something to do with Ye Qingzhu.

  The woman was a little surprised, hesitated for a moment, and persuaded: "Chen Ping An, I'm still in charge of things now, and I can offer some talismans and drive to help you drive the water to the water mansion."
  Although Chen Pingan is definitely not bad now, he can do business in partnership with Beiyue Mountain Monarch. The Niujiaodu, who is rich in wealth, I heard that Chen Pingan has separate accounts.
  However, the officialdom of Shanshui has many taboos and a lot of attention. What's more, the goddess of water in her own family, according to the golden jade genealogy issued by the Dali court in the past years, from the fourth rank, is very high.
   is the boundary of Longzhou, so it is inconspicuous. Otherwise, if it is left in the officialdom of the small vassal country, it will be a real official in the frontier.
  The man still insisted on his own opinion, "Just spread the letter to the Water Mansion, I will be here waiting for the God of Water Empress."
  The woman is a bit lost.
  The boy in Mud Bottle Alley before, it seems that this is not the case.
  Chen Ping’an is not good at explaining anything. If she goes directly to the Shui Mansion, her temple wish will be in vain.
  But if she was asked to fly the sword to spread the letter, Ye Qingzhu would have to read her love, this water empress would think it’s not worth asking you to be a temple blessing.
  Chen Ping’an sat on the steps outside the gate of the Water God Temple.
  The millet grain scratched his face, pulling his head, listless.
  I always feel that it is causing trouble to the good guys.
  In fact, at the beginning, she just wanted to play around in Red Candle Town, and then she could go home.
  But the good man Shanzhu just shook her head and didn't agree. She could no longer hold his leg like she did in the past, and Mr. Xiao Mo is right next to her.
  Xiao Mo did not sit beside Chen Ping An, but on the far right.
  In this way, the millet grain sits in the middle.
   On the surface of the river, the mist rose, and the goddess of water, Ye Qingzhu, came from the family shrine alone. Her face was pale and she couldn't hide her face in a hurry.
  Especially when she saw the man in green shirt sitting on the steps at the entrance of her family's shrine, her back became even more cold.
  Ye Qingzhu smiled happily, and said to the woman at the temple: "You go back inside first, I want to talk to Mr. Chen."
  The temple wished the woman, confused and chatting about things, why not go to the temple to chat? Don't pay attention to the hospitality? It is also good to prepare some fruits and drinks for yourself.
  It’s just that she didn’t dare to rebel against the water and returned to the temple. After crossing the threshold, she quietly turned her head and glanced at the back of the blue shirt.
  The woman was a little lost for a while.
  For so many years, she occasionally thought, one day when she reunited with the boy in Mud Bottle Alley, would the other party feel a little... regretful?
  It's just that she thought about it carefully, and then she stopped thinking about it at Xinhu. In the end, she was still a little worried and a little relieved.
  The same age in Mud Bottle Alley back then, about Mo is really kind and rewarding, and finally he doesn’t have to live so hard.
  Because when the woman was still an unmarried girl, she used to be under the lamp with her mother, and the mother was sewing clothes while chatting about her parents’ short-term relationship.
It’s all trivial, and while talking, I somehow talked about the young man who became an apprentice kiln worker. He often helped their family with some cropping work. Every time he spoke actively, or when he was busy in farming, he always talked about it. Will pass the field "by accident". Moreover, their rice fields always have no worries about running out of water when they are grabbing water. In most people, going to Tianbian twice in the evening is considered to be the sky, but there is a unique person, not like this, and often staying at Tianlong for the whole night.
  The reason for this seems to be because the girl’s mother used to go to Mud Bottle Alley to help with two funerals. In fact, in small towns, neighbors in the neighborhood, as long as they are not enemies, they will often help.
  The old woman said that the family named Chen in Ni Ping Alley are all good people. He also said that such a good boy should not have had such a hard time.
   Talking that night, the last words of the mother’s mother were still fresh in the woman’s memory. The child was so bitter and gone, so on the side of us outsiders, we will keep smiling.
  There is a saying in my hometown and small town, "Never morally kill." It means that a person is very polite and never tells right or wrong.
  Chen Pingan sat on the steps, looking at the Ye Qingzhu.
  Ye Qingzhu can't wait to dig a hole to drill down. The hermit of the fallen mountain sits and stands by himself. Doesn't it seem to be condescending? But I can't just sit on the ground.
   looked up with Xiao Mo almost at the same time, looking at the sky above Luopo Mountain, a slender sword light fell.
Chen Ping'an stood up, and before he could speak, Ye Qingzhu took a step back subconsciously. Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm here to meet the of water tonight. My neighbor hasn't been there for many years. It's not ceremonial. Turning back to our Luoposhan guest, I will do my best as a landlord and invite the goddess of water to drink."
   Ye Qingzhu wanted to say that I would not go.
  But she nodded silently.
  Actually, Chen Ping’an didn’t really want to deal with her and Shuifu.
  In the final analysis, it still depends on the meaning of millet grains. When I walked to the Water God Temple along the way, Xiao Mi Li's brows were always frowning, and he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. That was the answer.
  Chen Ping’an bid farewell with fists.
  Ye Qingzhu hurriedly gave a blessing. He didn't die, and he hadn't been beaten.
  It seems that it is useful to go to other temples and temples to burn incense and pray for blessing.
  As for going to Luoposhan as a guest, it’s very simple, drag the word!
  Xiao Mo couldn't help but laugh, this water empress was mixed for this, probably because she really knew what it was like to suffer.
  Returning to the original road to Hongzhu Town, Chen Ping'an laughed.
  After Ning Yao returned to Feisheng City, he actually let Guo Zhujiu come to Haoran World.
  Chen Ping’an touched the head of the millet grain, and asked:
Next time you look at the door, the of water will be a guest, what should you do?

  Xiao Mi Li shook his two small arms and laughed, "I'm so courageous, even if there is only one person at the door, it's all the same, I still have to ask the goddess of water to drink tea."
  Chen Ping’an smiled and asked,
Are there melon seeds to serve guests?

  Millet grains frowned, and immediately smiled, "What do you want, I have a long temper, and I won't give me a seed."
  Chen Ping’an smiled and said,
You’re so grudges?

  The millet grains bounced around, shaking their heads, and wailing, the big water monster of Dumb Lake, I am fierce.
  There are a lot of people coming to join in the fun at the Luopo Mangosteen Tower, only Pei Qian is the most dull and speechless.
  Guo Zhujiu blinked his eyes, not good, the master sister is not short now.
  Bai Xuan immediately spoke to this guy who claimed to be a disciple of the hermit, saying that Guo Zhujiu would ask you to help, and help yourself be a peacemaker with Pei Qian, as long as things are done, there will be a good return.
  Guo Zhujiu nodded and agreed, a trivial matter.
  She leaped forward on one toe, and handed out a palm in the air. Pei Qian's face was embarrassed, and she moved stiffly to raise her palm, so when the two sides passed by, she gave her a light palm once.
  The figure of the young girl fell behind Pei Qian, standing still, with her back facing Pei Qian and said in a deep voice: "Master sister, you have sold me a face, and your grievance with Bai Xuan has been wiped out, how?"
   Pei Qian put away his palm, rubbed his forehead, "Okay, okay."
  Guo Zhujiu walked up to Pei Qian and began to circle Pei Qian. Finally, she reached out to cover her mouth and whispered in Pei Qian’s ear: "Master sister is not a small boy."
   Pei Qian rolled his eyes.
  Bai Xuan made up his mind, he would follow Guo Zhujiu in the future.
  What kind of money...
   Seeing that Pei Qian squinted at himself again with that signature gesture, Bai Xuan immediately shrank his neck and looked up at the moon.
  Although it was known that Guo Zhujiu had come to Luopo Mountain, Chen Ping’an did not return immediately. Instead, Xiao Mo took the millet grains back first and went to the town alone.
  Walking in the Alley of Mud Bottles, Chen Pingan was alone. He did not stop at his ancestral house, but walked to the ancestral house of Gu's family.
   There was once a young woman who was not yet a woman. A family of three lived here. After her father and mother passed away, she married a foreigner named Gu.
  So later, she killed a man and became a widow. Many people in the town said that she was to blame because she was killed by an orphan from the two houses not far away.
  In the early years, the child died one after another. She should know the importance, and she even dared to help in the funeral, even guarding the spirit.
  Later, she took the child and lived a difficult life, and some people started to say weird things, saying wait and see, sooner or later, even the lone seedling of your family will be killed by the surname Chen, sooner or later.
  Chen Ping’an took a step back, leaning back against the wall, and looking at the old house that is now empty.
  One time in the middle of the night, when he had not been an apprentice as a kiln worker, he was a thin teenager who was sleeping, and he immediately heard the sound from the alley.
  Someone outside seemed to be in a hurry, and even fell down, and there was a heart-piercing cry. The teenager didn't care about putting on straw sandals, so he ran out barefoot.
   Touch the hot forehead of the child, and then touch the pulse. The teenager knows that even if he only has a rough understanding of pharmacology.
  First let the woman who was just crying not worry, and then took the child from the woman. He hugged the child and ran all the way to Yang's shop.
  The teenager holding the child in both hands, knocking on the door of Yang's shop with his forehead vigorously, in the middle of the night, there was no response, and the sweaty teenager began to kick with his feet.
  Finally let an old man living in the backyard open the door with his clothes, and screamed at the young man who kicked the door loudly at something uncultivated, in a hurry to reincarnate?
  But Grandpa Yang finally saved the little slug.
  Later, I met Liu Xianyang.
  Gu Can is a child with a cool temperament since he was a child. This little slug is unfamiliar with him.
  This is not even said by outsiders, but by Liu Xianyang.
   However, Liu Xianyang also said that no matter what, Gu Can is alone with you, still very affectionate.
  Chen Ping An closed his eyes.
  When I was young, I wore linen and filial piety twice to see off my parents. There was that young woman in the team.
  Later, she opened the door that time.
  No matter what kind of person she becomes in the future.
  So even if the sky falls.
  Don't even think of Gu Can's death in front of me.
  I can die, but Gu Can will not die.
   Chen Pingan’s sleeves shook, and he turned into a rainbow and fell directly into the backyard of Yang’s shop.
   Entering the wing room Li Huai said, only a letter was left on the table.
  The content of the letter is only one sentence.
  People take food as their heaven, are you full?
  Chen Pingan remained silent, but only put the letter in his sleeve.
  There is a brand new dry tobacco rod and a bag of tobacco on the table.
  Chen Ping’an hesitated for a moment. With the help of his memory, he lit up the dry smoke. In the end, he was choked with just one bite and coughed endlessly.
  The room was filled with smoke for a while.
   is no different. Chen Ping’an bites the scalp and takes a sip of smoke. His mood is ups and downs, and there are many memories.
  For some reason, in an instant, Old Man Yang’s voice rang in the heart of the lake.
  Chen Ping An, in your eyes, all the people who died in vain in the book Jianhu actually ended up very well, not only in this life or the next life, but also have extra opportunities and blessings.
  Cui Huang has made arrangements for this matter, without exception.
Cui Yang had seen and talked about those people before and after their deaths, and each had their own desires. Therefore, some people's tragic deaths were blindfolds. In fact, they have long been given a share of money or practice opportunities. Some people are willing to die and have to Get out of the bitter sea of ​​Shujian Lake and get a stable afterlife.
Cui Yang once came here to explain the matter to me, saying that he wanted a person who originally thought he had a clear conscience to be guilty of this for the rest of his life. There must be a lot of concern, so that he won't be able to climb higher in the future, and he will become less and more personal , Just because I feel I have never owed the world the slightest amount. Therefore, he has to smash a big hole in your heart and let you spend your entire life working hard to repair it. If you are a smart person who has been wise since childhood, you have to be mediocre. Even if you already know the truth at this moment, so what? You will still carry that lingering guilt and continue on the road of life.
  Chen Pingan finally left the house, holding a dry tobacco pole, sitting on the bench under the eaves, cocked his legs, squinted his eyes, and vomited.
  The last words of the old man Yang said that the great origin of the Tao comes from the sky, the sky does not change, the Tao does not change, the world is beautiful with stars and moons, and this walk is good and safe.