In spring, the trees are blooming like brocade, and flocks of orioles in the mountains rise and fall.

Lu Yan smiled and said, "As a sect, Luopao Mountain has fewer cultivators."

Obviously, there are more than ten vassal hilltops, and there are few people in the mountains, which is also a miracle.

In my impression, on the Beiju Luzhou side, the lying peak of Huolong Zhenren is already considered a few immortal Taoists in the Haoran sect. It still has four Taoist veins. Ghosts are the deepest in the world. The Taoshan monks are proficient in thunder, and the Baiyun lineage trainers are good at talisman formation. In addition, Yuan Lingdian's Zhixuan line belongs to the Daomen sword immortal school. Together, the four magic lines add up to more than 100. There must be a Taoist priest. On the other hand, Luopao Mountain has never had the kind of large-scale branching and dispersing of ordinary immortal mansions. It may be that when it comes to accepting apprentices, the members of the Patriarch Hall have high thresholds.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Cui Dongshan's Qingping Sword Sect, the number of people may double in a few years. If there are dates and no dates, we will have three poles. Our Sect Master Cui has great ambitions and promises that every time he will attend the next sect in the future. Zong, the mighty cross continent to worship ancestors, must surpass Luopo Mountain in numbers, and must not lose momentum."

Later, Lu Yan took the initiative to say that he wanted to pay respects to the incense at Ji Sefeng Patriarch Hall. Although Chen Ping'an was a little surprised, it was a pleasant surprise after all, and of course he would not refuse such a good thing. Lu Yan said with a smile that when he was wandering in the Qingming World, he had been fortunate enough to participate in the three-religion debate several times, and most of them wanted to doze off, but the debate that Wen Sheng participated in was the most exciting and refreshing. .

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It's just that they were about to move when a white-haired boy with a book and a chicken-span pen, hung a sword talisman issued by Longquan Jianzong on his waist, and rushed to the wind.

Previously, the ancestor of the hidden official allowed her, a handyman disciple, to compile the chronology and record the arrival of distinguished guests, which was also the responsibility of the editor. The mountain patrol envoy of the little water monster inside is the same. Just now, he was on the side of Riding Dragon Lane, and this outer demon noticed the vision on the top of the second peak of Luopo Mountain, and was shocked.

The white-haired boy hurried to the top of the steps of Qilong Lane, staring wide-eyed at Luopao Mountain.

Falling to the ground.

He performed a qi technique that was secretly passed down from the palace, and saw layers of crimson halos blooming. Even if the white-haired boy was far away in Qilong Alley, just looking at it from a distance, he felt like he was in the middle of several fire dragons. In the circling furnace, after a battle between heaven and man, the white-haired boy still came to Luopo Mountain bravely.

Lu Yan glanced at the white-haired boy, and was quite surprised. In that Huaihuang County, there was actually an Ascension Realm Transfiguration Demon?

Isn't it taboo at the Confucian Temple? However, Lu Yan was soon relieved, the Confucian Temple should have known about this long ago, and chose to turn a blind eye.

What's more, Chen Ping'an has a senior like Cui Yu to help protect the Dao, and a gentleman like Lao Xiucai restores the position of the idol in the Confucian Temple.

Chen Ping'an said in his heart: "It's hard to say a word."

Lu Yan nodded. Every family has a hard-to-recite scripture, so I don't ask any more questions from an outsider.

The reason why the Confucian Temple side is willing to acquiesce to this is mainly because this outer demon is from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The three Confucian leaders and vice-presidents, the academy and many Confucian temples to accompany the sages, may not give face to a young hidden official, but must give face to the eldest sword fairy.

After seeing the Taoist Chunyang, the white-haired boy became more and more panicked, as if he jumped into the alchemy furnace and turned around, regretting that he should not come, absolutely should not come.

This Taoist priest, I don't know what magical powers he cultivated, was able to naturally defeat the outer demons.

Lu Yan had to deliberately gather a Taoist method, condensing it into a grain of true yang, which was entrenched in one of the acupuncture points of life, and ripples appeared on his Taoist robe imperceptibly.

The white-haired boy was instantly relieved, and with a stubborn temper, he thanked the real person.

Chen Ping'an introduced with a smile: "This Master Lu, whose name is Chunyang, was born in our Aquarius Continent. Senior Lu, her name is Konghou, has not joined Jisefeng's genealogy for the time being, and is helping out at Qilong Lane. Now I'm in charge of compiling Shantou's chronology."

The main peak of Luopao Mountain is Jiling Peak. The Zushi Hall is built on the side of Jise Peak, the second peak. Chen Ping'an took Lu Yan to Jise Peak. Xiao Mo, who put a hand on the head of the sable-cap girl, as well as the white-haired boy and Xianwei, also came here to join in the fun. It was said that it happened to be a grand event, and it was necessary to leave a memorial. The chronology she compiled had to be distinguished from the chronology of ordinary sects. Chen Ping'an was at a loss, so he didn't rush to say whether he agreed or not. Writing a chronology is a very serious matter, how can this guy still be a monster? The white-haired boy said that he is actually a deeply hidden landscape painter. It is rare for everyone to gather on the side of Jise Peak. It is better to use the Zushitang as the background. Everyone stands in line and sits. The chair, anyway, is to leave a famous painting similar to the elegant collection. In this way, the chronology will be vivid. On a certain day of a certain year, the mountain owner and the distinguished guest, the real person Chunyang, were outside the patriarch's hall of Jisefeng. Xiao Mo, the gatekeeper Xianwei, etc., are enshrined in a landscape painting scroll.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The chronology with paintings, in addition to the written records, there are illustrations, and they are also painted, right? Is this what you call different?"

He has regretted letting this guy compile the chronology of the abbot. Well, before the next meeting of the ancestors hall is officially held, he has to talk to Zhu Liannuanshu and the others.

I personally recommended you to take up this position, but only the owner of the mountain nodded, no one agreed, all objected, and it was useless.

Xie Gou gave up pestering Xiao Mo, straightened his sable hat with both hands, patted his cheek, and echoed loudly: "Okay, this is a good idea, I want to stand by Xiao Mo's side."

I never thought that Lu Yan smiled and said, "When I paint a picture in front of a patriarch's hall, it will also be compiled into the chronology. It's the first new thing that Pindao thinks is good."

The white-haired boy was grateful, sniffed, and finally met his confidant!

The Taoist priest Chunyang is really nice, no wonder the Taoist cultivation base is so high, first get the fourteen realms, and then let Ji Sefeng be the deputy mountain master in name.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to follow Konghou's message, but you are the mastermind, so don't even try to run away.

The white-haired boy first made the five people stand in a row, and walked to the opposite side first, where he was choking on the steps, jumping and humming, and directly saw Chen Ping'an's face sullen, what would you do there? Seeing the unhappy expression of the ancestor of the hidden official, the white-haired boy hurriedly stood still, his hands sank into his dantian, and he twisted his wrist again, and a figure of a woman with an indistinct figure appeared on the spot, wiping his left hand, spread out a picture. The snow-white painting scroll, and then lifted the sleeve on the right, holding a colored pen lingering in the color of multi-colored glass in the right, and was about to start painting. Chen Ping'an's face was expressionless, it was quite the same thing.

The owner of the mountain, Chen Ping'an, and the guest Lu Yan, stood in the middle together, with Xiao Mo and Xie Gou, Xianwei and Konghou on the left and right.

Before the woman with the crayon pen began to write, she carefully looked at everyone's raised heads, her voice was clear, and she said with a smile: "Sir Shanzhu, don't be stern, give a little smile, um, it's still not sincere enough, you have to come from the heart, By the way, it is too lazy to put your hands in your sleeves, and it is too arrogant when you put your hands on your sleeves. It is better to stack your hands. Forget it, let your arms hang down naturally.

"Look at the side, Daoist Chunyang is very good, calm and relaxed, holding the sword on his back, he is indeed immortal."

"Xianwei Daoist, are you too nervous, hurry up, wipe the sweat off your forehead, and you won't post it on the streets of Huaihuang County, don't be too cautious, take a deep breath, alas, it's much better now. "

"My good Konghou, don't laugh so unladylike, close your mouth, do you want to eat people?"

"Thank you dog! Don't put your toes on your toes! Keep your head straight, and don't push yourself into Xiao Mo's arms! The posture of arms around your chest is also good, even if you lower your head a little bit, your nostrils will be turned upside down."

"Xiao Mo, you don't need to be next to Xie Gou shoulder to shoulder, but don't push her."

This day is the sixth year of Junpei Dali, the twenty-second day of the first month.

Luopao Mountain Jisefeng Zushitang Square.

The owner of the mountain, Chen Ping'an, has a white jade hairpin on his head, a green shirt, long coat and cloth shoes.

The gatekeeper of Luopao Mountain, a Taoist priest, wears a cotton robe and treads on cloud shoes, and the Taoist name is "Xianwei".

Sanxian Lu Yan, the Taoist name is Chunyang.

Dedicated to Xiao Mo, yellow hat, green shoes and green bamboo stick, pseudonym Unfamiliar, Taoist name Xizhu.

The girl in the mink hat, now her pseudonym Xie Gou, has a long list of Taoist names, Baijing, Chaohuo, Exterior, Yaoling, etc.

The white-haired boy, transformed into a demon, his pseudonym is Konghou, his real name is Natural.

There are six in total, one of them is a warrior of the limit, four of the ascension, and a fake Taoist priest of the next five.

When the white-haired boy overlapped with the "woman" who put away the crayons, Chen Ping'an and Lu Yan went down the mountain together, and Xiao Mo silently followed behind them.

The sable-cap girl came to the white-haired boy and winked.

The white-haired boy's nose is not nose and eyes, not eyes, "Well."

Xie Gou stretched out his hand, "Don't pretend to be stupid with me, ma Liuer, cut it out quickly, it's enough to have me and Xiao Mo on the picture scroll, send me a picture and keep it as a souvenir."

The white-haired boy put his arms around his chest and snorted coldly, "This kind of landscape painting, in your realm, you can draw whatever you want. Ask me for anything."

Xie Gou's eyes were indifferent for a moment, staring at the white-haired short melon for a moment, Konghou tilted his head and stretched his neck, indicating that the other party had the ability to chop here.

There is a hidden official ancestor, afraid of you? The Ascension Realm Perfect Sword Cultivator, amazing, oh hey, I really scared a person to death, haha, I'm not a person.

The sable-cap girl laughed suddenly, showing a somewhat flattering look for the first time, lowered her head and rubbed her hands, and whispered: "How can we be the same, our good sisters, there is nothing we can't negotiate, do you want money? Let's talk, open. Price, how much snow cost?"

The white-haired boy stretched out his hand and patted his heart, pretending to be horrified, and his words were accurate, "I don't know who just wanted to kill someone with their eyes."

The corners of Xie Gou's mouth twitched, and he laughed and said: "There are a lot of adults, the prime minister can punt a boat in his stomach, and I am a cardamom girl who cares about something."

The white-haired boy wants to say something

Xie Gou turned his head to look at him deliberately, and said to himself, "The three of them have gone a little far."

The white-haired boy immediately smiled more flatteringly, his face turned into a flower, and he took out a cut out sketch from his sleeve. The fine brushwork and freehand brushwork blended together, and the sketches were exquisite and old-fashioned. There are only Xie Gou and Xiao Mo standing side by side, but I don't know when there is a new signature on the painting. After the white-haired boy handed over the painting, he raised his head and said sincerely: "Sister Xie, for the mounting, do you need it? Do it for you?"

Xie Gou held the scroll, and slapped the white-haired boy on the shoulder with one hand, and said brightly, "Konghou, I owe you a favor, and I will help you cut people in the future!"

On the way down the mountain, Chen Ping'an asked, "Senior Lu, the number of strange people in the Qingming world is relatively vast, how many or few?"

Lu Yan smiled and said: "A strange person? How to define it? So it's hard to say. But if you just talk about the realm, the number of monks on the top of the two mountains in the world is not much different for the time being. It's only temporary. As for changing the sky, a game After the rain falls, the next hundred years will be very chaotic. Some Ascension Realms have a great chance to be included in the Fourteen Realms. There are also old and new Fourteen Realms monks who let go of their hands and feet to kill the Ascension Realm. As for taking advantage of the time. Before the game is decided, seize the opportunity, the old grievances between the Ascension Realms will end, or the new feud between you and me will be revived, I believe there will only be more."

"Originally, the wild world that respects pure freedom the most, because there is one more Bai Ze, it may be the most stable world. I heard that in the Western Buddhist countries, there are Zen masters who advocate the line of thought, and Buddhist monks who keep strict precepts. The lawyer faction is about to evolve into a situation where the situation is the same. In addition, Tantric Buddhism and Zen Buddhism, as well as Zen Buddhism, have great disagreements about the legal system of a famous monk in history, so that they each compile ancestral genealogy, and they all want to put it together. It is allocated to the genealogy of its own legal lineage, because it directly involves the position of the two prominent Buddhist schools. It is not a trivial matter which side should sit on. There are Buddhist dragon elephants who try their best to blur their boundaries, but the differences are still not small. A few years ago, a monk only dared to take the opinion that the world has been suffering for a long time. , From the opinion in the heart to a statement, and it began to gradually circulate among the fourteen state officials. Bai Yujing did not seem to deliberately suppress this kind of discussion. There is already a momentum of wildfire. The teacher who sits in Baiyujing is Yu Dou himself."

"Don't worry, no matter what, there are only a handful of people like Pindao three thousand years ago and three thousand years later."

Approaching the foot of the mountain, Lu Yan said, "Chen Shanzhu doesn't need to continue sending."

Chen Pingan stopped.

Lu Yan smiled and said, "Flowing water for thousands of years, it turns with the mountains, entering the temple to burn incense, and leaving the mountain gate, you need to practice separately."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "A hundred years of people down the mountain have ten thousand years of heart, and monks on the mountain often live a hundred years and a thousand years. The so-called practice is only this one."

Lu Yan asked, "Didn't receive an invitation?"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Even if I am invited, I don't dare to go, and I will not agree to anyone who persuades me."

Lu Yan said: "This is because you haven't really convinced yourself, so it's not good to say too much. There was a metaphor for the White Bone Master, which is like fighting in groups and raising Gus."

Chen Ping'an thought for a moment, "It's a good metaphor."

Lu Yan bowed his head and said, "See you next time, there will be Lord Lao Chen to help protect the Dao."

Chen Ping'an returned the salute, "I must do my best to live up to the expectations of my predecessors."

Lu Yan pointed to the top of the mountain with a whisk, "Fellow Daoist Konghou Fangcai once spoke from his heart and invited Pindao to be the deputy mountain owner of your Luopo Mountain, and kept saying that it was her own intention, and it had absolutely nothing to do with the mountain owner. It’s not like they’re in the same line, don’t care if there are dates or not, let’s try three poles first?”

Chen Ping'an smiled awkwardly, so he had to hand over again, "How offended, I apologize for Konghou and senior."

Lu Yan waved his hand, "Just get used to it."

Chen Ping'an asked with his heart: "Dare to ask the senior, Lin Jiangxian of the Qingming world, how is his boxing?"

Lu Yan smiled and said, "This Master Lin has extremely high boxing skills and superior swordsmanship."

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

Lu Yan said: "Send a fire talisman, and the opportunity between Pindao and Chen Nuanshu has come to an end. Fortunately, it is a good start and a good end. As for the fate of the future, I will just go with the fate."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Lu Yan took back the whisk, looked around, and said, "A mountain needs a hundred flowers to bloom, don't be silent, and it turns out that everyone learns who is not. Ten steps of vanilla is better than a tree that towers into the sky."

Xiao Mo said: "Daoist Chunyang, I don't dare to say anything else. This truth is said by Taoist priests for nothing. My son has done the best in this matter."

Lu Yan nodded with a smile, "Pindao is used to being in the market. Before leaving, if he doesn't shake a few words of immortal masters, he always feels that something is wrong. Please forgive me."

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Then I will also invite Daoist Chunyang to come to Luopao Mountain to be the deputy mountain master. Sincerely, I will never be polite."

Lu Yan tutted his tongue in admiration and said, "You guys are really powerful, and you can't stand the pure Yang Dao method of Pindao."

Chen Pingan said with guilt: "I'm the one who has been the hand-sucking shopkeeper for too many years. I'm not majestic enough. One by one, I'm too quiet."

According to an unwritten rule on the mountain, visiting the mountain and entering the mountain gate, leaving the mountain and exiting the mountain gate, after Lu Yan arrived at the foot of the mountain, he directly performed the contraction.

Difa, one step across the small half of Aquarius Island, came to the northernmost Xianjia ferry, raised his eyes to look at Beiju Luzhou in the north, and performed the vision technique. It seemed that He Xiaoliang would not make a move for the time being, so Lu Yan shrank the mountains and rivers again, and came to the sea in an instant, took a closer look, waved the dust, and split the sea at will, setting off a huge wave of hundreds of feet, and the Taoist figure flashed. After passing away, he went to the ruins of a submarine dragon palace that had not yet been found by the True Dragon King Zhu. The numerous restrictions were in vain, and the Taoist Chunyang walked in the courtyard, as if he were no one.

On the way up the mountain, Xiao Mo reminded in his heart: "Master, Xie Gou has a temperamental temperament. If she stays in Luopao Mountain, she may stab her at any time and place. Why don't I find a way?"

For pure sword cultivators, especially the wild monster clan, the way of looking at the world outside themselves is actually very simple. It is to carefully consider the combat power, and facing different cultivators, they need to hand out a few swords. In Bai Jing's eyes, even if she is a reclusive master who can't see the depth of Taoism, she is not at all embarrassed. If it was in the wild world, Bai Jing would have even taken the initiative to challenge the sword. Since you can't see the depth of Taoism, then type an answer.

Chen Ping'an joked: "How? What is the method, do you agree with your body? Xiao Mo, are you a dead man like you, and you still need to sell your color?"

Xiao Mo hesitated.

Chen Ping'an said: "I know what you think, follow her a rule similar to the third chapter of the contract, and tell her that if she acts beyond the bounds, you will sacrifice the flying sword of life. Of course you are serious, and Bai Jing will believe you. It's serious, but I don't think it's necessary. It's okay, don't worry about it all the time. Since I promised to let her go back to the mountain, you can relax and just practice the sword well, motherfucker, this Bai Jing, previously Saying that your aptitude is not as good as hers will make me mad a lot, and I guess you have heard it, so Xiao Mo, you must practice hard."

Xiao Mo said helplessly, "I have never slacked off my cultivation for a while while following the young master."

Otherwise, it is impossible to find a way to enter the Fourteen Realms, it is just a step too late.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The Taoist ancestor visited the town before and asked me about my views on cultivating Taoism. I once replied with a poem by Su Zi, Danzhou Yunxia and Qian Jiangchao. Danzhou Yunxia Qianjiang tide."

Xiao Mo smiled knowingly: "Su Zi is known as the sect of Ci, but this poem is very Zen. A scholar talked about this with Dao Zu, the only person in the world."

Chen Ping'an learned from his husband's tone, sighed, and complained, "Don't talk nonsense, it's you who think too much, I don't have such a competitive idea."

Chen Ping'an explained: "The reason why I talk about this is to tell you that love between men and women is often the same way. I think about it, and I can't ask for it. In fact, it's just the Danzhou Yunxia Qianjiang tide in my heart. Hate a thousand kinds of grievances, how can one word of sorrow be so good, but when it really succeeds, Danzhou Yunxia Qianjiang Chao is still Danzhou Yunxia Qianjiang Chao, but the heart has changed, the wind is moving, the flag is moving, and the heart is just moving."

"I'm not worried about what Xie Gou will do now, I'm just worried that one day you will really like her, and then the situation will be reversed. You said it yourself, Bai Jing's temperament is uncertain, and his love from strong to shallow, then it will be your turn. You've started to pay off your debts, and you have to suffer, I don't want to see you drinking alcohol every day to drown your sorrows, sloppy and sloppy, like an alcoholic."

"As for why I am more tolerant towards Xie Gou, I naturally feel that she can still love someone even after 10,000 years. After 10,000 years, in order to be able to meet again, I took the initiative to cross two worlds to find this person. An amazing thing."

Xiao Mo was silent.

Chen Ping'an said: "Xiao Mo, take ten thousand steps back and say that even if you still don't like her, you should know what to do. Don't just get bored, at least be a little patient with your usual words."

Xiao Mo nodded, and suddenly said: "Young master's reasoning does sound reasonable, but it seems that it is not convincing for you. Young master and Ning girl, from the time you meet and know each other to the time when you miss each other and love each other. No change of heart."

Chen Ping'an moved very fast and blinked.

Xiao Mo was puzzled.

Chen Ping'an didn't explain anything, just patted Xiao Mo's shoulder, wrapped his sleeves with his hands again, and slowly climbed the mountain.

Xiao Mo, it's not without reason that you and Xie Gou can make a pair. They have high realm and few ideas. In short, they are simple and easy to deceive.

This is called the same thing is not the same. As far as Bai Jing's stubborn temper is concerned, you mustn't be angry with me. One day you will change your mind and like her, and you will like your little Mo even more?

The sable-cap girl and the white-haired boy, who had just become friends, squatted on the white jade railing at the edge of the square, stretched their necks together, and listened.

The white-haired boy asked curiously, "Sister Xie, what did the ancestor of the hidden officer talk about with your man?"

Xie Gou rubbed his sable hat, "The heartfelt words between the two big men are mostly scolding me, so I'm sincere, but I'm moved by listening to them."

The white-haired boy was very curious, "What the **** are we talking about, let's talk about it."

Xie Gou suddenly said: "I don't stand or sit, I just squat, my posture is indecent, and it looks like I'm squatting in a dung pit."

The white-haired boy laughed.

Xie Gou had a whim, "Konghou, let's form a small gang, for example, let's pull the left guardian law into the gang first. Isn't the official title and title given casually?"

The white-haired boy frowned, "Xie Fengguan, there is no gold content, it seems difficult to convince the public. And there are only so many people in Luopo Mountain, it is difficult to deceive people into the pit. Alas, if I knew I had promised the ancestor of the hidden official, Go to Tong Yezhou to fool a few new faces who don't know the details."

Xie Gou nodded, "Then don't worry, to build a great success and become a great businessman, you must have a long-term plan, make a long-term plan, and make an appointment later, let's discuss it carefully."

The white-haired boy said, "We study so much, and you have a lot of money. I learned to be rich in five cars, but don't be a scholar and rebel for ten years."

Xie Gou rubbed his chin, looking a little frowning, and then he stretched his brows and punched his fists, "This is called a general, a boy who learns from leisure, and a gentleman is easy to live."

The white-haired boy nodded vigorously, "This is a bit learned. Zhou MiLi's gang is incomparable with the small hilltop that only has the two of us for now. It's far from it!"

"Why are you so close to Chen Ping'an?"

"No matter what it is, it is very hard to pretend that it is not. For example, Chen Ping'an, he is a man who once only heard a certain story of Liu Laocheng, Gongliu Island, and his face is full of tears. , The infatuation kind who broke his heart, so he actually sympathized with me in his heart, but he never sympathized with me at all, which made me very grateful."

"Yeah, I don't know how to worry about this body, I'm most afraid if I see gentleness."

The white-haired boy rolled his eyes, if Zhu Lian hadn't said this, I would have eaten shit.

"If Zhu Lian is willing to show the truth and hold a few more spectacles, I can be sure that within a year, there will be at least a hundred female cultivators willing to change their families and come to Luopao Mountain to practice."

Xie Gou agreed and nodded, "If you only talk about appearance, my family's Xiao Mo and Mr. Zhu are probably a hundred different Chen Ping'an."

The white-haired boy turned his face and said, "Miss Xie, friends are friends, I won't allow you to belittle the hidden official ancestor like this!"

"Then it's only ten?"

"It's almost there."

A flying sword of life quietly left.

Xie Gou grinned, thinking that Feijian turned into a void, and was hidden in the Taoist meaning of that stinky cow-nosed old Taoist left in the mountains, like a fish in a deep abyss.

Xie Gou took out a pot of wine, which was a market-placed shochu sold by the catty in the town. After taking a sip of wine, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Worry-free and unfettered, and become neither ghost nor immortal. , will you hold any resentment?"

The white-haired boy snorted and said indifferently: "The grass and trees in the mountains and the crops in the fields each have their own lives, what they want and what they can do."

Xie Gou drank wine, "If you are not free, will you be free too?"

The white-haired boy was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his fists, raised his arms and shouted, "I want to understand, victory or defeat is here!"

Xie Gou said, "Don't be so rude."

The white-haired boy lowered his voice and said, "Sister Xie, if you want the latecomers to come out on top, the limelight will surpass the lineage of President Pei and the short winter melon, and there is a crucial winner!"

Xie Gou asked, "Mr. Zhu?"

The white-haired boy shook his head and grinned, "Guo Zhujiu!"

There, Xiao Mo found that the young master took out the sword-raising gourd again, took a sip of wine, and looked gloomy.

Chen Pingan said: "Xiao Mo, you said that in the future, for example, in a hundred years, two hundred years, or even longer, Luopao Mountain will also have a scale of hundreds or even thousands of people. If we look back at today, will we feel Somewhat unfamiliar?"

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Probably yes, probably not."

Chen Ping'an laughed angrily: "Idlers don't have back pain when they stand and talk."

After that, Xiaomo went back to the house to practice his sword, and Chen Ping'an went to the bamboo building, and continued to struggle with how to write the preface of a certain boxing manual.

With the Shaking Mountain Fist Manual in front of Zhuyu, Chen Ping'an had been having a headache all the time. He sat at the desk for a long time in a daze, and simply went to read.

Silent night.

Chen Pingan opened the door, stepped on the green bricks laid on the ground with Cui Dongshan, and walked back and forth in six steps.

Going back to the house again, taking off his cloth shoes, he didn't want to do anything, so he fell asleep.

How could Chen Ping'an be selfish? He is so serious about Cao Yin and Cao Yang's teaching boxing. Zhao Shuxia is a direct disciple who has entered the ancestral hall. Naturally, he will only be more attentive.

So Chen Pingan asked Zhao Shuxia to move from Qilong Lane to Luopao Mountain.

In the end, the place where the boxing will be taught will be placed on the second floor of the Bamboo Building.

Ever since he drank the apprentice tea and officially accepted Zhao Shuxia as his heir, Chen Ping'an has been thinking seriously about how to teach boxing.

Wanting to make up a boxing score by yourself is just one part of it.

What kind of boxing is taught? It is to continue to teach Shanshan Boxing, as well as some "school dragons" who learned to grow Qiuzhujia, or Zhu Lian's boxing pole, Huang Ting's white ape back swordsmanship, which evolved from the six paintings of Yuncaotang in Pushan. The new frame of Xianrentu, coupled with the boxing manual donated by Konghou, helps Zhao Shuxia to walk from low to high, gather the strengths of hundreds of schools, and integrate well. Liujing continued to work on his physique... Or should he directly teach Zhao Shuxia the gods and drums, Chen Pingan's own boxing, swordsmanship, etc. What's more, how to teach specifically, Chen Ping'an is a pressure, how much pressure? Or don't press the boundary, just like feeding the knife sharpener Liu Zong on the ferry boat with the deer title? Is it to choose the tops of vassal vassal mountains such as Huanghu Mountain and Huimeng Mountain, and learn from the Yunzhan Mountain of Qingping Sword Sect, starting with Zhao Shuxia, which is specially used to cultivate pure martial arts, and then form a rule for martial arts to learn boxing? Or choose to be on the second floor of the bamboo building? If the location is finally chosen at Bamboo Tower, is it to inherit some unwritten tradition and teach boxing in the way of the predecessor Cui Cheng, or Chen Ping'an to try it according to his own method? If both are compatible, then the proportion of each is the most suitable for Zhao Shuxia... These are all very real issues before Chen Ping'an. As a master, he must know what he needs to know first. Officially teaching boxing to his disciples, Chen Ping'an has been reconsidering these days, overturning one idea after another, but just by taking this opportunity, Chen Ping'an also made a review of his martial arts career.

This morning, the genius was shining brightly. Chen Ping'an was sitting alone at the stone table by the cliff. Not long after, Nuanshu came here with the millet grains. …wooden hangers?

Chen Ping'an was entertained, stood up, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Mi Li laughed and said, "Sister Nuanshu said, this time, when I go home, the good man will stay in the mountains for a long time. As soon as we got together last night, we decided to take care of it."

Chen Ping'an joked: "Is such a hanger brought here? It looks like the craftsmanship of an old cook, wouldn't you be the one who urged him to rush to work overnight?"

Millet quickly pursed her lips.

Nuanshu nodded and smiled: "I asked Mr. Zhu to help."

Millet grains immediately said: "Together, together."

In fact, it was her bad idea last night. Sister Nuanshu wanted to talk about it in the morning, but she couldn't stand her scolding, so she went to knock on the door in the middle of the night.

Alas, I am still not strong enough, no wonder Pei Qian is the chief helmsman.

Nuanshu explained: "Mr. Zhu said that the current status of the master requires frequent hospitality. It's not that we need to watch people serve dishes, or there are some half-baked fairy masters who can climb mountains. I sincerely admire the master, and the master clearly looks like this. Handsome, first-class immortal demeanor, always wearing a green shirt and long coat, which is inevitably boring, and occasionally changing into different clothes and robes, not to mention how surprised outsiders are, it can also make us seductive and refreshing. Xiaomi and I both feel that Mr. Zhu is right..."

Millet nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, the old cook can express our heart in a few words."

Nuanshu's eyes shone brightly. After setting up the hanger, Zhou MiLi squatted on the ground and looked left and right, saying that it was not bad at all! The girl in the pink skirt hurriedly opened the two packages and took out a whole set of clothes. Obviously, she had already made a draft, and took the initiative to ask the master for the blue gauze robe.

Chen Pingan originally wanted to say that it can be pulled down. Seeing that Nuanshu and Xiaomi Mi have such an attitude, he had no choice but to hold his nose and not express his opinion. He silently took out the blue gauze robe from the object close by and handed it to Nuanshu.

Nuanshu was busy, carefully selecting the neatly folded clothes from the package held by the millet grains in both hands, while smiling and saying that they must be well matched. Last night, Mr. Zhu said, wait, the old man dressed like this , when he turned back, Zhu Lian personally made a gold crown that was not tacky. At that time, the master didn't care whether he was holding a white jade ganoderma lucidum or a whisk, and then put on the slippery cloud shoes woven by Xiaomo. Oh, Mi Jianxian saw it. You have to be ashamed of yourself, just hate that you are not a daughter...

Chen Pingan was silent.

If the old cook came here to watch the fun, he could go directly to the second floor to learn from each other.

In addition to the hangers, Nuanshu and Millet also brought some spare items that were very attentive.

For example, I went to the bamboo building to hang a string of bells under the eaves, and brought a celadon vase with a freshly broken plum blossom inserted.

Chen Ping'an joked: "It is easy to change from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to change from luxury to frugality."

Nuanshu smiled and said, "Master, you don't need to worry about this."

The millet grains are next to the chickens pecking at the rice, ""

Chen Ping'an laughed dumbly, and sat in the bamboo corridor outside the door. He had nothing to do, so he asked Xiaoli to help bring the small bamboo basket, which was full of invitations and invitations of various colors.

Most of them came from Aquarius Continent and Beiju Lu Continent. For example, the emperor of Shihao Kingdom went to himself to reminisce. There are also several letters from outside the two continents, which are quite unexpected, including an invitation from an overseas female ship owner from Fuyaozhou.

On Cui Dongshan's side, the expansion rate will be very fast, because it is completely different from Luopaoshan's style. Cui Dongshan admits that Qingping Sword Sect will open its doors and accept disciples, and several dynasties including Daquan Yao's have begun to connect. Now, within their respective countries, as long as there are sword cultivators, there are several counts. If you give people and then pay, I will help you cultivate them in Xiandu Mountain. Not long ago, a secret letter was sent from Caofeng of Yunzhan Mountain, saying that the Dayuan Dynasty, which had been divided into three parts, was about to be reunited, and Yuan Li and Yuan Mi, who had established themselves as emperors, were willing to surrender themselves as vassal kings. Respect Yuan Ying as the emperor, besides Wang Manmeng and Qian Hou'er, they both admire you so much, sir, that they can't drive them away, so they have to cry and shout to join our Qingping Sword Sect... As for that martial artist, Hong Chou is not bad. Now, the small bet on Yiqing failed to make money, so he simply gambled on the big one, and joined the emperor Yuan Ying, the hero gambled his life to report the emperor.

It's just in this letter that our Sect Master Cui started beating around the bush to ask how Zhao Luan's practice was going.

Chen Pingan looked at the invitation letters.

The grains of millet lie in the corridor, holding their cheeks in their hands, carefully counting the passages outside the cliff.

The white clouds on the road, today's fog and heavy clouds are fat, and there is a big lump, um, it is the sea of ​​​​clouds.

Nuanshu tugged at the sleeves of the millet grains, and the millet grains immediately understood, rolled, and then a carp kicked up, jumped up and stood still, good mountain master, I have to go on a mountain tour!

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, go ahead.

Putting all the letters and invitations back into the small basket, Chen Ping'an stood up, walked to the cliff again, saw the sunrise and the sea of ​​clouds, stood up, came to Zhao Shuxia's house on the mountain, knocked on the door, and was practicing walking. Zhao Shuxia still called Mr. Chen habitually, but Chen Ping'an didn't care.

Hearing that he was going to take himself to the second floor of the Bamboo Building, Zhao Shuxia looked complicated, nodded his head, and followed silently.

Now Zhao Shuxia's martial arts realm is the bottleneck of the four realms, and it is also a four realm martial artist.

Because Chen Ping'an sent a copy of "Swordsmanship", so Zhao Shuxia will also study swordsmanship in addition to practicing boxing over the years.

Chen Ping'an said, "Cui Dongshan wants to accept Zhao Luan as a direct disciple, what do you think?"

Zhao Luan's aptitude for Taoism, Cui Dongshan "has been coveted for a long time", and really wants to accept her as his heir.

Cui Dongshan spoke highly of her, saying that even if it can't compare to a well-deserved "natural talent" like Chai Wu, my family's Luanluan can be regarded as a veritable "earth material".

Any sect in Haoran world is a sweet pastry worthy of careful cultivation.

Chen Ping'an still planned to ask Zhao Luan what she meant first. If she chose to stay with Luopo Mountain, of course she would not delay her cultivation, but the cultivation path given by Cui Dongshan would indeed make her go faster. And it's not the kind of shortcut that encourages growth, so there will be no hidden dangers. To tell the truth, it's okay to teach boxing, and to instruct others to practice, Chen Ping'an really lacks confidence. In order to convince her husband to agree to this matter, Cui Dongshan swore and assured that everything was ready for Zhao Luan to form a golden pill, and she just waited for Zhao Luan to arrive at Wu Caofeng in Yunzhan Mountain. In retreat, he, the master, came to protect the retreat in person. At the same time, Cui Dongshan also hinted that his husband, the next peak master position of Wu Cao Feng, naturally would not let the fat and water flow to outsiders. Going further, he It is also possible to think about it when he was promoted and transferred to the mountain owner of Ji Miu Mountain.

Qingping Sword Sect Three Mountains, Xiandu Mountain is the dojo for sword cultivators, and Yunzhan Mountain is run by pure warriors. This is the "ancestral example" of the sect established by Cui Dongshan himself. It was arranged at Mount Qimiao, the main peak Jingxingfeng, the first peak owner Cao Qingqing, as Cui Dongshan's junior and junior, just because he was the next suzerain, so it really doesn't make much sense whether Cao Qingming is the mountain owner of Qimiao Mountain, Might as well make room for someone else.

Cui Dongshan patted his chest and promised that in the future, if Zhao Luan formed a pill, if there was no second-grade weather, the gentleman would just come to Qingping Jianzong Xingshi to ask his guilt, and take me as a question.

Chen Ping'an doesn't even bother to talk nonsense with him. He is your direct disciple. Even if Zhao Luan doesn't have a second-grade pill, what else can I say.

To say shameless, it is Cui Dongshan who is more talented as a student. The dog lifts the curtain with his mouth.

Zhao Shuxia said: "I guess Luanluan might not be willing to go to Qingping Sword Sect to practice, but she always listened to Mr. Chen. If Mr. Chen suggested her to go there, I think Luanluan would agree. Sect Master Cui is highly regarded and becomes a direct disciple, and I am also happy for her."

Zhao Luan is now a Qi practitioner in the Dragon Gate realm, and his cultivation is smooth, with almost no barriers. Four realm warriors, and the current bottleneck is difficult to break.

Chen Pingan said: "Time flies so fast, under the tree, after the New Year, you are thirty-six years old this year, right?"

I remember that the first time we met was in the city of Rouge County, Caiyi Country. Zhao Shuxia was still a thin boy with a hatchet.

Zhao Shuxia grinned and said, "Mr. Chen remembers correctly, it's thirty out of six."

Chen Ping'an smiled and joked: "I'm not too young, and I've traveled all over the world, but I haven't met the girl I like? Is it something you like, but you despise you, and if you like you, you don't despise it? Don't you just drag it?"

Zhao Shuxia said with a face, "I never thought about it."

Chen Ping'an laughed at himself: "Don't mention this, don't mention this, after all, the matter of urging marriage is disliked by dogs. If you can't be a master for a few days, you can put on the air of the most unpleasant elder."

As the direct disciple of Chen Ping'an, there are currently five people, Cui Dongshan, Pei Qian, Cao Qingqing, Zhao Shuxia, and Guo Zhujiu.

Cui Dongshan is already the master of the next sect, and Pei Qian is even more famous as a martial artist of the world.

Cao Qingqing is a first-class reading seed, the second-ranked person in the imperial examination of Dali, and now she is also a golden elixir, and has just become the leader of Jingxingfeng's first peak.

Guo Zhujiu came from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Jindan Jianxiu, and he was born in the summer palace lineage. He was a leader among the younger generation of Jianxiu in his hometown.

It seems that only Zhao Shuxia is the only one who has no name. Not only does he have no deeds worth talking about now, but in the future, the gap between him and those fellow students will only get bigger and bigger.

Zhao Shuxia also imagined his own future, maybe in another twenty or thirty years, he is at most a martial artist with a golden body, maybe not at all, and his realm is only stagnant in the sixth realm for a long time.

Therefore, before Luopaoshan became a sect, Mr. Chen suddenly accepted him as a direct descendant and entered the genealogy of Jisefeng Patriarch Hall. The most surprising thing was none other than Zhao Shuxia himself.

Since Mr. Chen often travels far and wide, Mr. Zhu has put a lot of effort into learning boxing.

It's just that every breakthrough under Zhao Shu is far away from the strongest word that can earn martial arts.

In Zhao Shuxia's house, there is a plaque in the study, which was handwritten by Chen Ping'an.

Real fast.

Probably this is Chen Pingan's greatest expectation for Zhao Shuxia.

Chen Pingan led Zhao Shuxia, one after the other, up the stairs of the bamboo building.

Chen Ping'an walked slowly and said slowly: "Under the tree, in my opinion, a person has two extremely valuable talents, the one that is visible is talent, and the one that is invisible is hard work. Zhao Luan is the former, you Belonging to the latter, of course, it does not mean that Zhao Luan does not practice hard, nor does it mean that you have no talent at all. If you can become a martial artist of the four realms, it is already considered as entering the room, and the fist is in your body. It is the dream of many martial arts practitioners. Maybe outside the mountains, if you are just a person in the rivers and lakes, you can't be arrogant and have eyes higher than the top, but Luopao Mountain is special, I have to make you not belittle yourself and be too self-denial, Pei Qian is Pei Qian, Zhao Shu is Zhao Shu Next, practice boxing first for oneself, and after asking others about the boxing score, the order here can’t be wrong.”

Speaking of this, Chen Ping'an joked: "Master is too good, and sister is too strong. Sometimes, it is also a burden?"

Zhao Shuxia hummed.

Truly an honest man.

When he came to the corridor on the second floor of the bamboo building, Chen Ping'an did not rush to open the door.

"It's just that when we work hard for something, it can be seen for a long time, but it is easy to be ignored, because neither the hardworking nor the bystanders think it is a talent."

"I've always felt that if you don't grit your teeth and really work hard, you're not qualified to talk about talent. Look for a path, and then you can get in there without distraction. In the right direction, persevere, keep your feet on the ground, and suddenly look up. , you can't see your back at this moment, the people walking in front of you are geniuses, losing to them is a fate, if you complain again, you can blame the gods and not blame yourself, eat well, clothe yourself, sleep peacefully , with a clear conscience."

"Knowing the gap between yourself and those geniuses is the reward after hard work. Don't feel useless. This will be very useful for your future martial arts and life."

"Because on the road of martial arts, Cao Ci and I are roughly like this."

Zhao Shuxia hesitated for a while, but decided to tell the truth, "Master, not everyone can chase after Cao Ci and see Cao Ci's back all the time."

Chen Ping'an nodded with a smile, very pleased, very good, first the student Cao Qingqing, and then the apprentice Zhao Shuxia, who would dare to say that the atmosphere of my Luopo Mountain is not right?

Chen Ping'an said, "Under the tree, have you ever thought that there might be someone like Cao Ci on our life path?"

Zhao Shuxia nodded and said solemnly, "Understood!"

Chen Pingan asked, "Under the tree, what do you think is Pei Qian's greatest advantage as a senior sister, or what do you want to learn from her the most?"

Zhao Shuxia said without hesitation: "Senior sister can endure the hardships and has her own ideas. In these two points, senior sister is very similar to Master."

For example, Pei Qian learned boxing here for a period of time, and she used to jump off the cliff every day... Ask boxing earth! This kind of thing, Zhao Shuxia admits that even if he practices boxing for another hundred years, he can't think of it.

Therefore, Zhao Shuxia never felt that Senior Sister Pei could have today's martial arts achievements just because of her talent in boxing.

Chen Ping'an stood in the corridor, leaning against the railing, looking into the distance, and said with a smile, "I'll tell you something from my heart that I've never said to outsiders. Actually, I've always had a wish."

Zhao Shuxia looked serious and waited for the next paragraph.

Chen Ping'an suddenly changed his mind and said with a smile, "I'll say this later, I have to say it behind closed doors."

A mighty world, the Da Duan Dynasty in the Middle Earth, the female Martial God Pei Cup, his disciples are Cao Ci, and three direct descendants including Ma Zunxian.

In the world of Qingming, Lin Jiangxian, who is respected as "Master Lin", besides being the first person in martial arts in the world, he heard that he is also very skilled in teaching boxing.

On Luopao Mountain, Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian also have both master and apprenticeships.

But Luopao Mountain still has Zhu Lian.

There is Zheng Dafeng who is now in the colorful world.

There is still kind of autumn, Wei Xian, Lu Baixiang. The younger generation also includes Cen Yuanji, Yuanbao, Yuanlai, and Zhou Junchen.

As for the wild world, because the big monks are too arrogant, pure warriors have never been in a good mood. Even if they are able to reach the limit, they will either become vassals or be killed by monks. There are almost no masters who can be called true in the wild world. Stand on your own, stand tall.

Therefore, several worlds have quietly formed the prototype of the "fist divided into three veins" pattern.

Zhao Shuxia was still upright in the end, and subconsciously changed his name and said, "Mr. Chen, regarding the future achievements of martial arts, Mr. Zhu told me some predictions in the early years. He said that in my life, if I hadn't met Mr. Chen, I would be extremely It is possible that there is a three-level difference with Senior Sister Pei, and I think this should be the truth."

It turns out that Zhu Lian did have a heart-to-heart relationship with Zhao Shuxia. If you have never met a mountain master, you may have been practicing martial arts all your life and then working hard, luckily, and you were not beaten to death on the rivers and lakes. , to become the top expert of a small country, and to call the wind and call the rain in a river and lake the size of a pond, is the best result. When you enter Luopao Mountain to learn boxing, it is tantamount to opening the sky and the earth. tour. If one day, you are fortunate enough to become the direct disciple of our mountain master, then you will have the hope of becoming one of the nine realms in this life. Look up at the sky.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "The old cook is a far-flung person. He knows a lot and can't judge people."

A rickety old man with his hands behind his back was walking on the path and was about to turn into the bamboo building. He coughed a few times, but he had to turn back the same way, not going to make fun of himself.

Zhao Shuxia heard the coughing sound, and was immediately embarrassed. He had great respect for Zhu Lian.

Chen Ping'an continued: "On the Zhulou side, first help you lay a solid foundation, and then I will go to Yunzhou side, in a place called Yanzhou Fu Suian County, to be a school teacher, you will follow him when the time comes. I will go there together, and I will settle down there, and I will guide you in your practice at any time."

As the Tiekou River in the upper reaches of Baihu River, the shrine is called Jixiang Temple, similar to the family temple of Ziyang Mansion. Hundreds of miles of water in the Tiequan River have now been allocated to the Baihu River Water House, the Dali Imperial Court Rites, the Piyun Mountain Beiyue Mountain Monarch House, and the Huang Tingguo Imperial Court, all of which have been recorded separately. Because of the merger of Tiequan River, the water goddess of Baihu River in "Canna", Xiao Luan was able to take advantage of the situation to upgrade to the level of god, which is already equal to the rank of the water **** of Hanshi River.

And Gaojiu, who was transferred from the Tiekou River, was also promoted to one rank, because there was a big river in Yunzhou, which allowed Gaojiu to build a temple and reshape the golden statues. The key is Wuxi as the source. , hides the ruins of the ancient Shulong Palace that was just discovered by the Dali court not long ago. The creek is similar to the Longxu River, and there is a stone arch bridge with a similar regulation, named Wannian Bridge. Of course, no ancient swords were hung. It is said that in Sui'an County, when there is no rain for a long time, there is a custom of the old man going up the mountain and shouting for the rain.

Chen Pingan took out the key to open the bamboo door on the second floor, turned and sat on the ground, taking off his cloth shoes.

Zhao Shuxia sat aside and did the same.

Chen Ping'an, who was sitting barefoot at the door, slowly rolled up his sleeves and said, "Senior Cui, who was the first to teach boxing here, was the pinnacle of the first floor, and he even stepped into the eleventh realm with one foot. Your senior sister, I don't dare to say when you will become a god, but I believe it won't be too long to become a god. As for myself, it's not easy to want to be a god, but it's not an extravagant hope. "

Chen Ping'an raised his hand and stretched out four fingers, "The old saying always says that there are only three things, not only that some things should not happen four times in a row, but also that things can happen again and again, and it is difficult to get four. I don't have high expectations, it must be a lie, you can foolishly believe it, but I can't say it myself. I certainly hope that Zhao Shuxia, who can learn boxing here, will one day be able to follow Cui Cheng, Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian. The fourth stop warrior, so, the bamboo tower warriors are all stop."

Chen Ping'an turned to look at Zhao Shuxia and smiled, "So the only problem now is you."

Zhao Shu straightened his back, his body tense, but his mind was already blank.

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile, "Don't say you've done it, don't you dare to think about it?"

Zhao Shuxia nodded with a face.

"Zhao Shuxia, you have to dare to think!"

Chen Ping'an said: "This is the first punch you will learn from Chen Ping'an from today, before you officially enter the house."

Chen Ping'an stood up and said, "Things that you can't even think about can't be achieved. In this world, you should say 'I can't' to yourself. Taoism emphasizes meditation, sitting and forgetting. Xinzhai is alone all the time. Buddhists say that when you sit in meditation facing the wall, you have to sit on the futon and break the wall. Even if the way forward is blocked, you will clear the way with fists. Zhao Shuxia, you are different from me, you are just a pure martial artist, and I am Wufu is also a cultivator on the mountain. Wufu’s lifespan is limited after all. I hope that you will be old and can’t deliver a punch. Even if you haven’t reached the end, you must have a clear conscience. Come on, ask yourself, dare to say, I am Zhao Shuxia In this life, I have practiced martial arts and boxing, and I have never been worthy of the word pure."

"Come in!"

Chen Pingan turned around and strode into the house, and said solemnly, "Close the door again!"

Zhao Shuxia followed Chen Ping'an into the house, then turned around and closed the bamboo door.

If it wasn't for the reminder from Zhu Lian and Zhou MiLi yesterday, perhaps Zhao Shuxia would not have realized the true meaning of the word "closed door" when Master said it at this moment.

From this moment on, Zhao Shuxia, the skinny boy with a hatchet in the past, is the closed disciple of Master Chen Ping'an on the road of martial arts!

Chen Ping'an stood in a position in the house.

Zhao Shuxia stood opposite Chen Ping'an, which was almost where Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian stood.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Close the door, and I can say that."

"I want to make the world, not just the vast world, the world's warriors see this bamboo tower as if they saw the patriarch's hall!"