Cui Ying laughed suddenly: "The three gold fine copper coins in the fairy grave, I will help you to collect them long ago."

This is a distant echo of the phrase "a thousand-year darkroom with one light is bright", and it is also a fairy hand that created "although the light is extinguished, the lamp furnace still exists".

On the path of life, good deeds may differ in size and even in doubts of authenticity. Only the best kindness, but no difference.

Cui Ying remembered some words for no reason, gentleman nourishment is not good at sincerity, but sincerity is nothing else. The benevolence is the guard, the righteousness is the change and the prosperity, which is called the morality.

In a few sentences, he broke the three major issues of "heart", "shouren" and "tiande".

It was only Lao Xiu who spoke too much reason, and there were countless good words hidden in it, which made these words seem less eye-catching.

When the old scholar was in the city without a name, he chatted with the earliest dependent students many times, and finally he and other reasons, together put a book with a light ink scent on it, and printed it into a book. , Selling text to make money. In fact, at that time, the old show only thought that the bookseller ’s mind was flooding, and he was willing to engrave his stomach in an untimely manner. In fact, the bookseller really felt that it would not sell and lose money. After a persuasion by a future disciple of Wen Sheng Kaishan, he was only willing to engrave 300 poor volumes. In private, a few students of the school alone paid for their own pockets and secretly bought 30 volumes. The wealthy Aliang bought 50 copies in one go. At that time, the disciples of the school were the most effective. They favored Aliang and said that this was a rare version of the first edition. It was printed in no more than three hundred copies. The old show has gained a reputation, and the price must not be at least doubled. The youngest disciple in the school at that time replaced tea with wine and said that he walked one by one with Aliang and asked Aliang to wait. Later, when he was older, he saved one or two gold leaves and a few large silver ingots , Just go to the rivers and lakes, then come to drink again, go to his mother ’s tea, no taste, the hero heroes in the rivers and lakes who do not drink tea, only drink in a big bowl, not a glass.

It was a student of Mr. Wen Sheng Yimai who had the most difficult time in money and finance.

A few brothers and sisters, it was a pleasure to drink with that unruly Aliang. But before that, when Cui Ying was alone, drinking with the red-faced fat book seller, Cui Ying felt that his life, especially on the wine table, had never been so low.

It seems that the flattering look and words of the embroidered tiger's life are used in a meal. The young man is standing. There are a few fat men sitting in the pocket. The young scholar holds the glass in both hands and drinks one after another. The man laughed and picked up the glass, but just took a sip of the wine and let the glass go to eat vegetables.

Lao Xiu may not even know about it so far, and may already know these feathers and skins, but it is inevitable that some gentlemen should pay attention to the gentleman's style and be embarrassed to say anything. Or maybe it is the gentleman who helps the students to preach and teach, and the students solve the worries for the gentlemen. This is just a matter of course, and there is no need for both parties to say anything.

Chen Ping heard this, and then slowly closed his eyes. A tight heart string was finally loosened completely. The tired expression on his face was full. He wanted to take a good night ’s sleep, and slept for a few days and nights. , The sound of snoring, like thunder and thunder, was ignored.

Heavy snow flew, but it did not land at the head of the city. For example, if the fairy repairs the mountain, the heat does not come to the cold, so there is no cold or heat in the mountain.

Earlier, Chen Ping'an was still worried about it. In case this Cui Ying was still a well-intentioned means, then it would not be a failure to lose sleep for more than a decade.

Chen Ping'an is completely unclear what Zhou Mi can plot from himself outside half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but the reason is simple. It can be a great plan for Wen Hai, a wild world.

Complicated things are easy to think about, dismantling, and cutting, just like breaking a sword, and thinking about simple things is complicated, it is to sew, build, and build a small world.

The three copper coins hidden in Chen Ping's childhood are extremely secretive, and the Japanese dog's thorough knowledge is so vast that he cannot know it.

Embroidery Tiger is really good at insight into human nature, one word can make Chen Ping's mind off.

Cui Ying turned his head and glanced at Chen Ping'an lying on the ground, and said, "When I was young, I became so famous. It's not a good thing. It's easy to be self-righteous and self-aware."

Chen Pingan nodded his head and expressed his approval. This is a truth that can be wrong, but for Cui Ying, it is more reasonable. Many truths are that others seem to say only one or two sentences with you, in fact, they justify his entire life. It's useless, and I heard it without losing money. If you make a profit, it's like drinking a bowl of wine without spending money.

Chen Ping An knew that this embroidered tiger was talking about the travel of mountains and rivers, but it was inevitable that there was some resentment in his heart. "Went to the other extreme, which made me notorious, right?"

Chen Ping'an didn't worry about his reputation being damaged. After all, he was just a foreign affair, but there were still some simple-minded children on the downhill mountain. If they showed them the smoky travel notes, wouldn't they be sad. It is estimated that after returning to the mountain in his hometown, a girl would have more reason to walk around herself.

Cui Ying smiled and said: "Famous is always better than Shanjun Weibo."

Chen Pingan opened his eyes, a little worried, wondering: "What is the answer?"

Cui Ying said: "I will know once, don't ask me."

Chen Pingan scoured the ground with a narrow knife and tried to sit up. His hands were no longer hidden in his sleeves. He stretched out his hands and rubbed his cheeks to disperse the heavy sleepiness. He asked, "How do you feel about the trip to Shujian Lake?"

A narrow knife cuts through and stands on its own.

Cui Ying turned his head again, looking at the cautious young man, smiling and answering the question, "The unfortunate thing is that we all still have time."

Chen Ping's inquiry was that when Cui Yao went to Luobei Mountain, he deliberately spread salt on the wound and asked a small question from the young mountain owner.

The answer given by Cui Ying was a sentimental remark by the Master Li Li at that time.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath and stood up. During the snowy night, the sky was dim and dark, as if there were a big wild world, there were only two people.

Finally, it is no longer the dilemma of being enemies everywhere and everywhere. Even if the great Li State teacher around him once set up the book Jianhu question, the reader came from the vast world, from the origin of Wen Sheng, and from his hometown. Immediately met without paper and pen, and reported safety by Jun Chuanyu. It's a pity that Cui Ying doesn't want to say more about the world, and Chen Ping'an doesn't feel that it's a little bit useful if he asks for force.

Cui Ying casually said: "He is determined to be like a Buddha, but he will let people write in the book, can't write the words of the fairy. So you are a saint, and you can't rely on you to make a word."

Chen Pingan said softly: "It's not" you ", it's" us "."

Cui Ying did n’t seem to hear this statement. He did n’t bother with the words of you and me. He just said to himself, “Li Shuping and Xue Cao will be more prosperous and hope to become the most mellow in your heart. It ’s just that, before they really grow up, it ’s more hard work and hard work for others to protect themselves. ”

Chen Pingan reached out a finger and gently pressed against the white jade hairpin that had accompanied him for many years. I do n’t know what mystery is hidden in it now.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Ping'an still didn't rush to open the white jade hairpin's Xiaotiantian ban, to verify the inside story with his own eyes, or to re-open the bun and put the white jade hairpin back in his sleeve.

Two Caozi daggers slipped out of both sleeves. Chen Ping's subconsciously held it in his hands. There is no need to doubt Cui Ying's identity. It's just that Chen Ping'an was used to a certain thing, a certain thought, or a certain action in the Jianqi Great Wall With barely concentrating on the mind, otherwise the trivial thoughts, if one is careless and unrestrained, the mood will be a scene of "wild grass is prosperous and the rain is heavy", making the heart muddy and consuming a lot of mind and spirit.

Suddenly found that Cui Ying was staring at himself.

Chen Pingan said: "Aquarius needs to wear red clothes when he is small. I have been paying attention to this matter. There are reminders in the two letters that people helped to transfer in the early years."

Both letters mentioned this matter. One letter was transferred to Ning Yao, and the other letter was transferred to Chen Ping's mind, the future downhill mountain owner, student Cao Qingqing, and then Cao Qingqing and Li Xisheng took the initiative to speak about the matter.

Cui Ying said, "This is the only one?"

Obviously in Cui Ying's opinion, Chen Ping'an only did half of it, which was not enough.

Chen Pingan was puzzled.

Cui Ying was slightly displeased and made an exception to remind: "Cao Qingqing's name."

Chen Pingan frowned more and more, what medicine to buy in the gourd?

"Looking at the body but not the body, mirroring the water moon. Looking at the mind without phase, bright and bright."

Cui Ying shook his head, seeming disappointed. He looked up at the two bright moons in the wild world, and slowly said: "In a hurry, back to the light, focus on the light, the clouds clear the sky, the day is bright! I thought you had traveled so far away from home, There is a student named 'Sunny' around me, and there are Buddhist saints sitting on the sky in Jianqi Great Wall. Why should I read here? I really don't know what you read after reading the book. What did you read? . "

Chen Ping'an seemed to understand, and did not care about Cui Ying's strange words.

Cui Ying withdrew his eyes, shook his sleeves, and sneered, "Sweeping away, disappearing now. The authenticity of the abyss, such as the clear waters, the tranquility, the gods, nothing is invincible. As long as you have seen these in the book, You know a little bit about the true meaning of this, why did you say that you ca n’t get through it before, and your state of mind is like porcelain, broken and broken? Is n’t it a good thing? The former virtue paved the road with words, you can just walk in a big step, and face the water Looking down, you can see that the moon is broken and round in the water, and when you look up, you can see the moon of the moon, which is even brighter. Lord Yinguan is good, confused, and it is dark under a lamp. Otherwise, as long as you have this thought, it should be long ago. You are in the jade world, demon? If you ask for it, it may not come. "

Chen Ping'an whispered in his heart: "My mother's brain is not ill, I can read any book, I can remember everything, I need to know everything, and I can understand the truth a bit if you know it. It ’s hard to say anyone who scolds here ... "

Cui Ying looked amused and glanced at the bright red robe radiating from his beak.

It seems to be saying, "Why, Master Hermit, who has been working for a few years, floated in this city?"

Chen Ping An said immediately: "It is not too late to understand these few Buddha sentences, and good things are not afraid of being late."

Trying to figure out other people's minds, Chen Pingan was on the side of Cui Dongshan and had a lot of gains.

Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered something. The embroidered tiger beside him seemed to be much better than himself at his own age. Otherwise, he would not be recognized by the world as a vice-master of the Confucian Temple or the grand palace wine. .

Cui Ying said: "Zuo Yuan originally wanted to come to pick you up and return to the world of Haoran, but he was entangled by Xiao Yan and couldn't get away."

Chen Pingan was relieved, it was better not to come, otherwise Brother Zuo's trip would only be a crisis.

Cui Ying looked to the 100,000 mountains far away in the south. "The world has always been the same. If you can't do it, you can't do it. You can't do enough. You are not a mountain person, but a mountain person. There is nothing that ordinary Confucius can do, there is no alternative for the cultivator. So you missed a lot. "

Chen Pingan asked: "For example?"

Cui Ying just said, "A lot."

Cui Ying returned: "A lot."

Previously, Liu Cha asked Sword Sun and Moon in Nansuozhou. Xiao Yin, the former hermit officer, ascended into Xunyuan in Tongyezhou. Bai also went to Fuyao Chau, four swords per person, and the sword picked the throne. After the deed, Wang Zhu succeeded in Daduzhou and became the first real dragon in the world. Old Man Yang reopened the flying platform. North Club Luzhou Jianxiu went south to aid Baopingzhou. The old master sat on the top of Suishan, and pressed the ancestor of Yueshan. The saints guard Haoran outside the heavens.

After that, there was another big event, which was dazzling. Among them, Little Aquarius has the most strange things and the most terrifying things.

Today, there is also Yueyue Mountain after Yasheng broken, and Cui Yao is upside down, standing on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, echoing with it. In the past, a battle between the two temples of Yasheng and Wensheng in the Confucian Temple was ended. . This is probably a war of gentlemen.

Chen Pingan squatted on the head of the city, holding the narrow knife with both hands, "Miss it, miss it, what can I do."

Cui Ying smiled and said: "It's okay to borrow wine and pour grief, anyway, nerds are not here."

The pleasure of drinking is the realm of Taoran after getting drunk.

Alcohol can be intoxicating, a few glasses down, the alcohol is as strong as the eleventh-level warrior, making people unload armor layer by layer.

A good drinker is a wine fairy, drunken drunken drinkers, drinking can make people into the realm of immortals and ghosts. So Xiuhu once said that wine is the most invincible in the world.

Chen Pingan said: "I used to be at the Jianqi Great Wall. Whether it was drinking in the city or the city head, Brother Zuo never said anything."

Cui Ying laughed: "Don't talk in front of me in this kind of arrogant and arrogant words, I have the ability to talk to the left and right."

Chen Pingping rubbed his lips, "I really dare to say."

Not to mention drinking cruelty, it is not difficult for Brother Zuo to bow his head and admit his mistake.

As long as Mr. is around.

Cui Ying asked: "Not yet made a decision?"

Chen Pingan said: "Think again. Anyway, it's still a good thing not to be late."

Cui Ying didn't say any sarcasm anymore, because he could understand the young people's state of mind and wanted to go home, but he didn't dare to go back.

Cui Ying once had this complicated thought. Only with the "Homecoming Tie" that is now treasured on the desk by Emperor Daxian, returning home is worse than returning home.

Cui Ying seemed to be sentimental, looking at this vast and unfamiliar world, "What one can do is limited in the end. No matter who it is, there will be a boundary. Words, deeds, and thoughts are all exceptional, no matter what. Smashing the rules and regulations around you, the size and rules, seemingly free and pure, but it is not the case. Since the order cannot be reconstructed, disorder itself is a great imprisonment, far from being truly free to do whatever you want. From heaven and earth, there is great freedom. Even if everything is unified, it cannot be transformed into one thing, and it is still not true freedom. "

Cui Ying stomped gently, "Stepping on it, the ant's nest is gone. The childish children can still do something, what's so great."

"The opposite of."

Cui Ying raised a finger in his right hand and gently tapped on the back of his left hand. "Do you know how many small worlds you can't even imagine? Will you die in this instant?"

Cui Ying smiled and said, "Who tells you that there are only spirit beings between heaven and earth, the head of all things? If it wasn't a certain avenue under my feet, I wouldn't dare, and I couldn't go far, otherwise there would be more in the world A fifteen realm that changes the world again and again. You might say that the three-religious patriarch would not let me succeed. For example, if I first became the vice-master of the Temple of Literature, and then go out to heaven? Or should I just cooperate with Jia Shengli? "

Chen Ping'an knew what Cui Ying was talking about, porcelain.

Poems, poems, tunes, chess, practice, self-consideration of seven emotions and six desires, self-righteous joys and sorrows, freedom to change the mood, and cut emotions as if they are completely different from people, but they are more inhuman than the real monks Because of the nature of Dao Xin, ignoring life and death. It seems that it is just a puppet, which is always fragmented, and fate is controlled by others. But how did the gods who were taller in the past view the human race on the earth? In the unlikely event that no one can estimate, the mountains and rivers will change color, and it will only rise faster than the human race, and the human race will be destroyed faster.

Chen Ping'an asked cautiously: "Aquarius has kept it?"

Cui Ying laughed it off. Asked knowingly.

Chen Pingan no longer asked.

Chen Ping'an did not rush back to Aquarius, and Cui Ying felt that what he wanted to say was almost the same.

Suddenly Cui Ying didn't know what to say.

After all, it was not the younger brother Jun Qian, but Chen Ping, half of the younger brother.

Jun Qian is very close-minded. Even if she likes to listen, Chen Ping'an thinks too much. If she likes to listen, remember, chew a bit.

However, Cui Ying was inevitably upset, and Lin Shouyi dared to question himself in person.

Can't you say that? It was only after the kid was kidnapped that he was so partial to you. Why, now he's starting to be a gourd?

Chen Ping'an seemed to have a good heart, and said, "Over the years, I have been scolding you."

Half the word.

No less hitting you.

Anyway, his own student Cui Dongshan was also half Cui Ying.

Cui Ying nodded, as if he was quite satisfied with this answer, and it is rare to have an approval of Chen Ping'an.

For the first time, he called the young man's name directly, "Chen Ping'an, don't think that we are only doing things for this side of the world. Not so, far from it."

"Just like you, indeed, really did something, there is nothing to deny, but in my opinion Cui Ying, it is nothing more than Chen Pingping as a close disciple of Wen Sheng, as a scholar in the world. I did something to move the truth of the book out of the book. It ’s just right. You and I know that this is still a matter of peace. When you lose money in the future, do n’t ask for more from the world, it ’s unnecessary. ”

"Besides the feats, in addition to the merits and demerits that are destined to be recorded in history, we must also think about those who have no life or death and no name. Just like the Great Wall of Sword Qi stands here for thousands of years, you should not just remember Those killing sword immortals. "

Cui Ying looked far away, as far as his eyes could see, the wind and snow gave way, and Cui Ying exhausted his eyes and looked far to the Tuoyue Mountain.

It seems as if I saw a horrible scholar who was living in a foreign country many years ago, laughing with a gray-haired old man about the world.

The latter said to the readers, please go to the highest place and go to a place higher than those of the three teaching ancestors, and show me the real freedom, what is it!

Zhou Mi made a salute and responded with four words: How dare not.

Cui Ying looked up at the sky.

Is the world peaceful? It's probably too peaceful. Can you sit back and relax? I do n’t think so.

Cui Ying put away his thoughts.

Chen Pingan raised his hands, around his shoulders, cast a landscape technique, and tied his hair casually, if there was a ring hoop.

Chen Pingan's eyebrows fluttered, his demeanor fluttered, and his expression no longer looked down. "Think about it. I want to move the mountain."

In the prisons of the past, Chen Ping'an once said the truth to an ascending paradise, we must become strong and do something for this world.

Do something for yourself.

Cui Ying smiled and said: "How to say?"

Chen Pingan said with a deep voice: "When the sword waiter is no longer a scabbard, after the sword falls endlessly, it's all random. I want to ask Jiantou Yueshan. I beg your brother ... protect the road?"

Cui Ying nodded and said: "Very good."

Suddenly, Chen Ping'an was shown to have a body-setting technique. At the next moment, Chen Ping'an had no power to fight back, and he was confronted with Cui Ying's tricky way. He actually passed out on the spot. A tall woman appeared out of thin air, and she seemed a little surprised after seeing Chen Ping'an safe and sound.

She squatted down, stretched her hand to rub Chen Ping's brow, and raised her head to ask the embroidered tiger: "Why is this?"

Cui Ying patted his knees with both hands, his mind relaxed, and said: "This is the last game to ask the heart. Can blue be better than blue, in one move."