Sword comes

/p>On the top of Hengshan Mountain, there is a small temple without a gold plaque hanging on it. Outside the temple, there is a towering old cypress, which is lush and ancient.

The small temple was brightly lit inside and outside, and lanterns were hung one after another. Outside the temple, there were more than a dozen men and women who looked like servants and maids, gathering in twos and threes, whispering.

There are five or six men in the temple who are drinking alcohol, their ages range from weak crowns to not confused, their faces are flushed from drinking, and they laugh loudly. Unsealed wine jars are scattered all over the ground. These men should be from serious noble families. He speaks well, criticizes current affairs, and stalks.During the period, there were some men who drank to their heart's content, simply bare their chests and belly, raised their glasses high, turned to look at the clay statue of the young lady in the shrine, and laughed loudly: "Whether you are a god or a ghost, I will Don't be afraid, as long as you dare to show your true body, I dare to invite you to have a drink together! Haha, Young Lady, if you are really willing to step down from the altar tonight, it will definitely be a good story to spread in the future, and the incense will only become more prosperous Not bad, I will do it first!"

The man reeking of alcohol hiccupped, trembling, raised his head and took a sip of wine, most of which spilled on his body and the ground.

The friends around kept teasing and joking, and they were even more voluptuous. Some people threatened to hug the statue of the young lady, and to sleep with the statue tonight, and have a dream together. This is a real good talk.These disrespectful words aroused even more joyous laughter.

There was a sigh in the small temple, which was inaudible.

A gust of wind was blowing, and everyone was drinking, and they didn't notice anything unusual.

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Halfway up the mountain, Chen Pingan, who was practicing the sword stove, was moved. He looked down, and there was someone on the ground carrying a branch. It was a survivor of the Lu family named Xie Xie.

Chen Pingan was about to leave the branch when he saw the girl raised her head and smiled sweetly, shaking the branch, her voice was natural and soft, "You don't need to come down, we can chat on top."

The girl began to run briskly, pointing her toes, leaping high, stepping on a big tree, and then catapulting backwards, stepping on another tree, and repeating this process, her figure continued to grow, After stepping on it several times, she came to the branch near the big tree that Chen Ping'an had set up, and she looked like a Lianjiazi.

Xie Xie sat sideways on the branch, dangling his feet, and said with a smile: "You are a warrior, I am a Qi trainer, we are different. From the eyes of a Qi trainer whose eyes are above the top, a martial arts practitioner is the one who This kind of person who has no talent for cultivation, the reason why they practice martial arts is just a helpless choice. Since your martial arts are divided into nine realms, you are ridiculed as low-level. Officials, in the end the two sides hate each other, and both feel that it is an eyesore."

Chen Pingan asked: "Why did Miss Xie tell me this?"

She put the branch in her hand on her lap, and said straight to the point: "Cui Dongshan probably has nowhere to go. He caught a small temple and burned incense indiscriminately. He found me in private and said that as long as he can help him say a few nice words in front of you, Even if you still refuse to accept him as a student, you will still give me a treasure. Of course I am envious of his masterless flying sword, but Cui Dongshan refuses. He only wants to give me a bamboo flute after the matter is done. He showed me the appearance of the flute. It is a veritable fish and insect flute. It was once a secret treasure in the palace of the Lu Dynasty. It was one of the earliest contract tokens of a mountain gate to form an alliance with the founding emperor of the Lu family. I am a woman, of course I like it. All the beautiful and seductive things in the world. This is coming to you."

When someone interrupted, Chen Pingan stopped practicing staking. He sat on the branch like her, with a straight posture, and looked at her, "Miss Xie, please continue to talk, I am listening."

Thank you and said with a smile: "I've finished talking. I talked about the difference between a pure martial artist and a monk on the mountain before, but I was afraid of being cold and wanted to throw a brick to attract jade. To be honest, Cui Dongshan bumped into the wall and bumped your nose on your side again and again. I usually just watched with cold eyes. I will feel very relieved, and when it is my turn to talk to you, I will have a headache, lest you reject me if you don’t listen to anything, then the fish and insect flute that is about to be handed will fly away with wings.”

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "If Cui Dongshan asks, I will prove Miss Xie that you have interceded. If possible, can Miss Xie say something about martial arts?"

The girl narrowed her eyes and looked at the boy's face, as if she wanted to see through the boy's roots, and said softly: "I'm just hearsay about martial arts, and there's nothing I can't say. The lower five realms of Qi warriors, nourishing qi and refining qi, actually still cannot escape the scope of skin, flesh, muscles, muscles and bones, which is why it is called the 'lower five realms'."

She stretched out a finger and pointed at several places on Chen Pingan's body, "There are more than 300 Qifu acupoints in the human body, which are connected with each other, like mountains. , and then help it find the most suitable Qifu acupoints for inhabitation and warming. The level of talent can be reflected here. Someone must have told you about this, right?"

Chen Pingan was listening attentively to the girl's narration, and after hearing her question, he replied: "I have heard people talk about this before, but I don't mind listening to it a few more times, so Miss Xie, go ahead and leave me alone." Have you heard of it?"

The girl patted the branch subconsciously, raised her chin slightly, and looked at a place higher than Chen Pingan, "The so-called martial arts genius, one is able to find that breath at a very young age. The other is the Qifu acupoint it selected , not some remote location, but some key acupoints, which are innately dominant, just like someone occupying a small soil bag in the wilderness, or a mass grave that no one cares about, while someone occupies Hongzhu Town, an important water and land hub. , there will be someone directly occupying the capital of Dali. The scenes of the three are naturally different. The third is the thickness, thickness, and length of the breath itself. , but you don’t have the ability to tap the potential, it’s meaningless, can you understand this description?”

Chen Ping said: "It's still understandable."

"The so-called natal flying sword that Cui Dongshan said before means that the sword cultivator among us qi practitioners, the flying sword raised in the natal acupoint, is integrated with the soul of the sword cultivator, and the natal flying sword comes out of the body to kill the enemy. , is the sword of substance, and when it returns to the orifice, it turns into nothingness, which is very mysterious. My master once said that in fact, a person’s Qifu orifice can be regarded as a blessed place in the world. , so I cultivated hard the day after tomorrow, and once the joints are opened up, whether it is the flying sword of my life or other magic weapons, no matter how big you are as a mountain, you can accommodate them all."

"The second level of your martial arts is to start from the natal acupoints and start to expand the road around, turning the rough and narrow meridians into spacious official roads. Why are there so many martial arts in the world? The reason is that the methods of opening up mountains and opening up paths are different. Where did they start, which path to take, and how to take shortcuts? It's not the same. Chen Pingan, I can see that you are now laying the foundation for the second level. No wonder you practice hard every day, walking and standing. With your speed, I believe that you will be able to enter the second level soon Three realms. By the way, may I know where your natal acupoint is?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No."

The girl wrinkled her nose and muttered, "Stingy."

But when she thought of the tragic experience of Cui Chan, a young man from the Dali National Teacher, the girl immediately felt that it was normal for Chen Pingan to reject herself.Chen Pingan's temper, to put it bluntly, is called the stone in the latrine, which is smelly and hard, but to put it nicely, it is tough and unshakable.

Chen Ping asked suddenly: "Why did Miss Xie say that I will reach the third realm soon?"

Xie Xie blurted out: "You people who practice martial arts only rely on one breath. In the final analysis, it is the price of harming the body in exchange for killing power. As long as you want to prolong your life, you must enter the sixth realm early. You can nourish your body every day. If you stay in the second or third realm for too long, your innate qi will become more and more exhausted. Every time you fight someone or get seriously injured, it is a rush of vitality, so practicing boxing will kill you. There are countless fools in the world. It is the martial arts practitioners of wealthy families who can soak the body with precious medicinal materials to heal injuries, but they still treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and cannot really benefit a person's soul. Although they are not high in martial arts, they cannot prove the Tao Longevity, but once you reach the pinnacle of martial arts, reach the ninth realm or even the legendary tenth realm, it is not difficult to live a hundred or two hundred years old."

Chen Pingan retorted: "That's not entirely true. People with good talents can seek quickness. People with poor talents like me, the more anxious they are, the more likely they are to make mistakes. It's better to take it step by step in a down-to-earth manner. One step is useful, not to mention that I don't practice martial arts to pursue those high realms, but just...to strengthen my body."

When Chen Ping's words came to his lips, he changed to a more subtle one.In fact, to be precise, Chen Ping'an was using boxing to hang his life.

After Cai Jinjian used vicious methods to secretly destroy the Longevity Bridge, in addition to blocking the path of practice and cutting off his lips and teeth, Chen Ping's body was also uncomfortable.After the Battle of Qidun Mountain, the damage was serious, and the life span that was finally increased was wiped out. Fortunately, he went all the way south after that, relying on a large number of daily walks and stands, Chen Pingan accumulated some wealth and has already I can clearly feel the improvement of my body, like a body with air leaks on all sides of a dilapidated house, it is still useful to mend it after all.

The girl smiled and said, "The speed of progress in martial arts varies from person to person. If you think it's better to play steadily, I don't think there is a problem."

Thank you, as a Qi trainer, I have only a half-knowledge about martial arts, and often I am used to applying practice to martial arts. Although her vision is higher than Zhu He's, there are many subtleties, and she is definitely not as good as Zhu He, a five-level martial artist. , come accurately and thoroughly.What's more, Zhu He was personally praised as a "Master" by the ancestors of the Li family on Fulu Street, and his evaluation was far above that of famous teachers, which shows how powerful Zhu He is.However, Zhu He is limited by the background of the Li family in a small town, and like most warriors in the rivers and lakes below the mountain, he firmly believes that the martial arts master who firmly believes in the ninth level has come to an end, so he hailed the ninth level as the limit.

In fact, above the ninth realm, there is a tenth realm. Between the ninety and ten realms, the difference between one realm is very large, even greater than the gap between the sixth realm and the ninth realm.

Martial arts and martial arts are not related to the Dao, even if the physical body is tempered and stronger than the Buddha's King Kong, it is still difficult to make great achievements. At least the short lifespan is a real bottleneck.

Because of this, in the eyes of qi practitioners, people who practice martial arts are those who have no talent for cultivating the Tao. As a subordinate official, both sides hate each other and feel that it is an eyesore.

Martial arts and martial arts, if you don't follow the Dao, even if your physical body is tempered and stronger than the Buddha's King Kong, it is still difficult to make great achievements. After a hundred years, you will become old and rotten. If you survive for 200 years, you will still be an insignificant dry bone a pair.

Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Thank you girl, you Qi practitioners, as the gods on the mountain who are at ease, need to exercise like martial arts practitioners?"

In the small town back then, Ning Yao reminded him that people like Cai Jinjian in Yunxia Mountain and Fu Nanhua in Old Dragon City, even though they were bound by the rules that prohibit magic arts in the small town, their physical toughness far exceeds that of ordinary people, and they can be beaten to death with one punch He, Chen Pingan, was very relaxed, but if he, Chen Pingan, didn't hit the vital point, it would be very difficult to kill the opponent.

After hearing the words "Xiaoyaozizi", the girl twitched the corners of her mouth, and her clever eyes were full of bitterness. After hiding her disappointment, she patiently explained: "The most important thing is to cultivate Qi and refine Qi. Physical fitness can only be regarded as convenient." For this reason, um, it’s not appropriate to say that. How can I say that a porcelain bowl can’t hold ten catties of wine, but a priceless square inch, the size of a porcelain bowl, can hold hundreds of catties of wine. The purpose of a warrior is to draw the vitality of the world to pour and sharpen the flesh, muscles, bones, and blood of the body, so as to make the porcelain bowl stronger. If the skin of a Qi practitioner is too soft and fragile, it will definitely damage the important things of longevity."

After saying this, the girl didn't have the mood to continue the conversation, she became silent, and under the moonlight, she turned her head to look at the scenery beyond Hengshan.

 

; Chen Pingan didn't disturb the girl's thoughts.

Of course, Chen Pingan, who has no ink in his stomach, can't say these four words, but of course he understands this truth.

Therefore, Chen Pingan will never reveal a word about the acupoints in his body and the scene of his breath wandering.

The sword energy taught by A Liang runs eighteen stops, and he is even more tight-lipped.

In fact, the qi in the body that roams like a fire dragon changed the previous hesitant situation and finally chose two qi mansions as habitats. After going up and down, one of the "mansions" was exactly Qidun Mountain Beheading the white python with my own hands, the acupuncture point where the sword energy disappeared, the sword energy left, and the energy mechanism quickly entered it, staying in it for a much longer time than the acupuncture point near the lower dantian.

Then Chen Ping cooperated with the breathing method taught by old man Yang in the early years, and tried to make every breath of walking and standing, try to walk, pass, or get close to the eighteen stops and pass through the major acupoints.

Every time Chen Ping practices boxing, other people can see it at a glance.

However, Chen Pingan's almost obstinate way of breathing, others may not be able to see the great effort involved.

Old man Yao said something before his death, which can be remembered by the young people in Niping Lane for a lifetime.

It should be yours, so take it and don't lose it.It shouldn't be yours, don't even think about it.

In the past, Chen Pingan was poor and white, and he thought more about the latter sentence.Now that I have some family background and start to pursue something, then the previous sentence will come in handy.

I, Chen Pingan, want to do everything I can do well!

He often told himself so silently.

The straw sandal boy went south all the way, and changed one pair after another. Even though he had seen a lot of new scenery, the truths he knew the first time, big and small, anyway, there were only a few of them coming and going, and none of them was lost.

It seems that the words and reasoning that have been afraid of being poor since childhood may be useless in the eyes of others, are especially valuable to the empty-handed mud bottle alley boy, and will only become more valuable as the years go by.When dealing with people, I think about them, and when no one is around, I also like to take them out and chew them.

One of the classics of Confucianism, "Great Rituals", has a saying: the destiny is called nature, the way is called way, and the way is taught.The Dao is one that cannot be separated even for a moment; if it can be separated, it is not the Dao.

One day before, Li Baoping explained this sage's teaching to Chen Pingan. The boy in white, who usually never showed his face, stepped out of the carriage and came to the two of them silently. After listening, he left silently.

But at that time, the little girl spoke according to the script, speaking in a general and rigid manner, and Chen Pingan was even more confused, and the two quickly skipped this section.

At this time, the girl said abruptly: "Don't worry about me, Chen Pingan, you go first."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Cui Dongshan said that this Hengshan Mountain is very likely to have spirits. It's so late, Miss Xie, be careful yourself."

The girl smiled and said, "Although I am a little cultivator in the lower five realms, I still have a little bit of self-protection means at the moment of life and death, so don't worry."

After Chen Pingan slid down the tree trunk to the ground, he walked slowly with the mountain-shaking spectrum, with a certain degree of relaxation.

The original simple external boxing style abruptly gave the young man a little smooth internal style.

The girl held the branch and patted her knees lightly.The young man in white was standing on the nearby high branch, where Chen Ping's sword stove had been erected.

Cui Chan faced away from the mountain, and with a wave of his hand, a bamboo flute spun and flew towards the girl to thank him. The latter reached out to catch it, and looked down with complicated eyes.

Thank you for asking: "It's been nearly [-] years, if even Master Guoshi can't see through Chen Pingan's mind? According to your instructions, let me chat with Chen Pingan, and allow me to think of what to say, but What can this talk about?"

The young man in white looked into the distance and said softly: "When Chen Pingan sees me, his whole body will instinctively shrink, just like a pass. When he sees the warning of the beacon fire, he will be closed for martial law. Usually he and Li Bao The relationship between the three of Ping will definitely reveal some of his true feelings, but it is not enough, he needs someone to chat with him with some weighty homely words."

Thank you for asking tentatively: "Master Guoshi wants to determine the real bottom line of Chen Pingan, where is it?"

The young man answered irrelevantly, with a painful expression on his face, "The old man imprinted some words on my soul. For the time being, I only know that they will greatly amplify certain emotions in me. It seems natural to be in estrus. Looking back, it is really frustrating." It's scary. If old man Yang hadn't reminded me, I might still take it for granted."

The girl smiled and said, "Is it for the National Teacher to learn to treat people with sincerity?"

Cui Chan didn't turn his head, and said indifferently: "Little girl, I advise you not to speak sarcastic words, my patience has a bottom line. He Chen Pingan, I have no choice but to die, otherwise he would have died a hundred times. As for you This kind of little guy who can only drift with the flow, the poor bastard who no one puts a monument to the grave after he dies, if I really want to crush you to death now, I will just kick him."

The girl was silent.

Cui Chen twisted his wrist with one hand, "Yu Lu is much smarter than you."

The girl didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore.

It may be that she walked too steadily on this road, and the words and deeds of the young and skinny Da Li Guoshi beside her were too absurd, which made her feel contemptuous without knowing it.

The young man's eyes were confused, and he said to himself: "Taoism is high, Buddhism is far away, and rules are great. It can be said that their own religions are fundamental. How can the rest of the schools compete with these three schools? How can they establish religions? Is there really no one?" Is there a chance? Do you really want me to learn from Qi Jingchun, relying on knowledge and learning from the old man's learning portal, and become independent? But the problem is that I did this at the beginning, and even felt that I found the right path, but old man, you slapped me Just shoot me to death. What do you want from me? You said it!"

The boy couldn't help but burst into tears again.

At this moment, this scene fell into the eyes of the girl beside him thanking him, and it didn't have the slightest meaning of being ridiculous. Instead, he wished that he was deaf and didn't hear anything.

The young man turned his head with tears in his eyes and said with a smile: "Little bitch, you owe me your life again, remember, you will have to pay it back in the future."

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When Chen Pingan returned to the cowhide tent, he suddenly felt a little dizzy.

There is an extra strange face in the team.

She was wearing a white dress, her skin was more snowy, her lips were black and blue, and her temperament was faint, not like a living person.

The woman is sitting by the campfire, playing chess with Lin Shou.And the yin god with a blurred face sat cross-legged on the side, staring at the situation on the chessboard.

Li Baoping was also squatting aside, the little girl didn't have the consciousness to watch chess without saying a word, no matter if it was Lin Shouyi or a strange woman, she would comment on whoever made a move.

Only Yu Lu guarded the carriage and did not approach the campfire.

Chen Pingan was a little dazed, what was going on?

Li Huai quickly ran to Chen Pingan's side, and whispered: "This sister is very open and aboveboard. As soon as we met, she confessed that she was a ghost from Qingniangniang Temple on the top of the mountain, because she liked playing chess the most during her lifetime, and now that the small temple At the side, a large group of literati and scholars gathered to explore the secluded places, drink and have fun. She was disturbed by the noise, so she went for a walk down the mountain. Just after seeing Lin Shouyi resuming the game there, she couldn't help but want to play a game of chess. She is willing to give Lin Shouyi an orphaned chess record as a reward. After some cross-examination, Senior Yinshen felt that the problem was not serious, so he agreed to her."

Chen Pingan has no understanding in chess, and because he is afraid of making mistakes, he likes to play slowly, so after Lin Shouyi has two chess friends, Xie Xie and Yu Lu, he doesn't like to talk to Chen Pingan.Chen Ping knew that he was not suitable for playing chess, so he didn't study it in depth. Lin Shouyi, on the other hand, often played chess alone during his breaks. He looked as lonely as an old monk who had learned from his family.

Chen Ping walked to the bonfire, did not approach the chess game, and added a handful of firewood, but even Lin Shouyi, who was playing the game, raised his head and looked at Chen Pingan. The Yin God who traveled far away, explained to them in detail after the turmoil of the female ghost in wedding dress, that all the gods of incense and fire who were not included in the genealogy of the mountains and rivers by the imperial court, no matter how high their cultivation base was or how good their reputation was, they could only be included in it. Ghosts and ghosts are not much better than helpless and lonely ghosts like him.

Chen Ping waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, you continue."

The female ghost played chess extremely engrossed, she held a sunspot with her two fingers, pressed it against her chin, and frowned.

Obviously, the female ghost's chess strength is not too high, otherwise Lin Shouyi won't have the upper hand.

Chen Pingan sat alone a little far away from the bonfire, secretly glanced at Yinshen, who smiled and nodded, indicating that there is no need to worry, this woman can't cause trouble.

Only then did Chen Pingan feel completely relieved.

This Yin God was supposed to be outside Dali Yefu Pass, so he would say goodbye to them, and then return to Longquan County the same way.But he changed his mind temporarily and said to give it away again, not for old man Yang's order, but only for a little selfishness.

Chen Ping didn't know what to do, but Yinshen's attitude was very persistent, so he agreed.

Chen Pingan began to practice the sword furnace again.

When the young man opened his eyes, he found that Yinshen was sitting beside him, with his back to the people and ghosts who were playing chess and watching chess. He smiled and looked at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Yinwu hummed, and said slowly: "I'm going back soon, let me say goodbye to you first."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Yinwu suddenly called out Chen Pingan.

When the young man was a little puzzled, his eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a slightly familiar face, revealing a real face with a sinister look, he quickly stretched out his finger, made a silent gesture, and soon returned to the previous state. The strange scene with blurred and swaying appearance, Yinshen used secret techniques to sound his heart in the young man's heart lake, and said softly: "Xiao Ping'an, thank you for helping me take care of Xiao Can for so many years, I am very grateful, and you also gave that loach to me. I really don’t know how to repay you, really, if I can, I’d like to give this life to you, but I can’t…”

Chen Ping's eyes turned red, and then he grinned.

The kind-hearted young man is really happy for Gu Can.

But he couldn't help it, he was a little sad himself.

Yinshen stretched out his fist, punched his heart, and said with a smile: "Chen Pingan, I believe in you, one day you will go to the highest and farthest place!"

Chen Pingan didn't know how to answer, and the figure of the Yin God had quietly passed away.

This year, Chen Pingan was 14 years old.

The boy Cui Chan is 15 years old.Lin Shou was 12 years old, Li Baoping was nine years old, and Li Huai was seven years old.Yu Lu is 14 years old.Thank you 13 years old.

(End of this chapter)