Sword comes

Ah Liang came and went in a hurry this time. Not only did Chen Pingan not feel that Ah Liang was punched to the ground, he was not the fierce man in his mind, but he felt that such Ah Liang was very handsome.

It's just that Chen Ping'an still has some regrets, so far he hasn't seen Ah Liang's sword with his own eyes.

After Chen Ping looked away, he took off the sword-raising gourd named Jianghu, took a sip of wine, and said with emotion: "After practicing boxing for a million times, you should practice sword as soon as possible."

Putting the wine gourd back, Chen Pingan was no longer so restrained. He took a deep breath and smiled all over his face.

The Immortal Yujian passing by mightily over the small town, flying in the sky against the wind, watching the strong wind that day, stepping on the sword to swim far away, watching the ebb and flow of the tide; the fist of the old man surnamed Cui went out, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the wind and snow temple The sword fairy Wei Jin, the sword comes before the man, the world shines brightly

Some good things, if they are revealed by others, after envying them, then go to learn them, as for whether you can learn them or not, you can talk about them after working hard.

What a simple thing.

After waiting for a long time, coupled with the previous violent vibration, which caused panic on and off the Kun boat, Chunshui was afraid that there would be an accident on the viewing platform, so he walked through the study to the threshold and found that there was an accident on the viewing platform. A monk who had a good relationship with Dali Beiyue Zhengshen disappeared, Chun Shui couldn't help but slander, this guy is really elusive.

Finding that Chen Ping'an seemed to be cultivating, Chun Shui hurriedly turned around silently, and when he returned to the main hall, he deliberately stepped lightly.

Disturbing the practice of a Qi trainer or a pure martial artist is a taboo on the mountain.

The retreat of great Qi practitioners from all continents will be the top priority of the entire sect. The Dajiao Mountain in their own family caused a huge disturbance more than a hundred years ago. A nine-level retreat tried to break through the ten-level The "young" elder in the bottleneck, during the period of retreat, he was negligent at Dajiao Mountain, or he was one foot tall and the devil was one foot tall. After a while, the state of mind decayed to the point of complete collapse. A senior from the mountain gate who had a good reputation became extremely violent. In the end, Changshengqiao, the patriarch of the law who always had his blue eyes and regarded him as his own, had to take action himself and detained him in Houshan Prison.

Then the patriarch of the law who had not gone down the mountain for a hundred years made a shocking decision. She went to the ancestral hall to get the saber of the founder of the mountain. After Kou, he was seriously injured while laughing and returned. Less than a year after returning to the sect, he died suddenly.

Regarding this matter, especially whether the revenge of the patriarch in charge of the law is worth it, the disciples of Dajiao Mountain only dare to discuss in private, but the heroic spirit of the patriarch in charge of the law, even if it is the sect of the sect outside of Dajiao Mountain, is the same. I appreciate it a lot, and feel that it has the demeanor of the founder of Dajiao Mountain. After that, there are many acts of kindness towards Dajiao Mountain that has been stripped of the word "Zong".

Manager Ma, who is in charge of all matters in the Tianzifang, is a chubby old man with jade fingers of various colors on his hands. He needs to personally explain to the distinguished guests in each room, and tell them with certainty the details of the Kunchuan. The strange movement is not an attack, but Kunyu's occasional mischievous play, which is rare in a century.

As for the guests in the rest of the house, Dajiaoshan didn't bother to waste his saliva on explaining anything.

Qiu Shi opened the door. After hearing that Chen Pingan was practicing on the viewing platform, the smiling steward Ma asked the girl to send a message, just don't forget it when you look back.

Before the steward Ma who was standing at the door left, he looked over the slender shoulders of the girl in front of him, and looked at his sister Chunshui, who was more plump. Standing slim and graceful by the table, even from the front, he could see the curvature of the girl's buttocks. The old man With reluctance to put away his gaze, he jokingly said: "Qiu Shi, you should eat more, it will make you thinner, it's not good for a girl to be too thin, if you don't want to spend it, it's okay, Brother Ma still has a little money, Just look for me, you don't have to be polite with you old brother Ma, you know?"

Qiu Shi smiled and agreed.

When she closed the door and sat next to her sister, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and said: "The old man is a pervert, give him a look, it's like a slug crawling on the back of your hand, it's sticky, it's disgusting, brother Ma, sister , I really want to punch him blind."

Chun Shui joked softly: "I am good-looking, why don't you allow others to take a look at you, you are such a big lady, you really think of yourself as a fairy in the fairy family sect. Is Fairy Liu of Huangliang Pavilion a close friend in the boudoir? Can you recommend it to the slaves?"

Qiushi stared and said angrily: "Sister, how can you make fun of me like this?"

Chun Shui said suddenly: "This Mr. Chen from Dali Longquan is a good talker."

Qiu Shi blinked Shuiling's eyes, "Why, don't you really want to recommend yourself as a pillow seat, you are still a big kid, sister, you can like it"

Chun Shui said helplessly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qiu Shi laughed and said: "I know, I know, you like the Immortal Master Han who we went to Jiaoshan, that's right, the direct disciple of the head of the sect, he is talented and good-looking, the key is to be kind to everyone. After earning such a great name, the three-yearly Dajiao Mountain Celebration, you look at him from afar as he is exchanging sword skills with others, tsk tsk, that is really a spring breeze blowing, and the snow melts."

Chun Shui leaned forward, his chest inadvertently formed an astonishing curve on the edge of the table, reached out and patted his sister's forehead, "You are in the second realm, and I am in the second realm, and the two of us together are not as high as others. Three years ago, he was in the Cave Mansion Realm, maybe he is in the Sea Viewing Realm when we go back this time."

Qiu Shi grabbed her sister's hand with a smile, imitating the tone and demeanor of steward Ma, and said unscrupulous teasing words, "Yo, Miss Chunshui, these little hands are really white, they are really beautiful by nature, other people's fairy, ten fingers all year round If you don’t touch the sun, you may not be as good-looking as you.”

Chun Shui was held tightly by his sister with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other and smiled delicately.

The mountain road is difficult, but there are always some happy things. For example, the two sisters depend on each other for life. They have generally lived a peaceful and worry-free life since childhood. In their spare time, they can secretly think about some high-ranking people and things.

Chen Pingan had already walked to the threshold where the study room bordered the main hall. After seeing this scene, he quietly withdrew to the viewing platform, unwilling to disturb the warmth.

From the beginning to the end, there was no sound, and the sisters of the second-level Qi practitioners did not notice it at all.

Chen Ping simply practiced pile walking on the viewing platform.

The goal he set for himself is to practice a million punches. It is not counted as one punch, but a complete six-step walk.

If you are blindly seeking speed, even if it is not just around the corner, if you can spend half a day on this trip to the south, that is, about six hours a day, to practice the pile walking tirelessly, plus the number of times accumulated during the year of Tai Sui's long travel , about two and a half years.

But in this case, Chen Pingan is turning to slowness, because the eighteen stops taught by A Liang, after breaking through the six stops, is a completely different scene from the first six stops. Ping An's nonsense, and the saying that haste makes waste is a truth that has appeared many times in the book, and Chen Ping dare not take it seriously.

So if nothing unexpected happened, I am afraid that if I successfully reached the side of the inverted mountain, I would not be able to complete the goal of practicing boxing for a million times.

This made Chen Pingan a little helpless.

Originally, I was thinking of meeting next time, but I managed to accomplish something.

Chen Ping's walking now has a sense of success, even if he is thinking about things in his heart, it will not delay the tempering of the body and the benefit of the soul.

Practicing boxing is like reading a book.

If you read thousands of volumes and write with spirit, the principles in the book are worthy of the teachings of the sages, and they are not deceiving.

When Chen Ping took a short rest, he lay on the railing and looked at the sea of ​​clouds. As the sun set, the sea of ​​clouds seemed to be covered with a layer of golden coat.The two girls introduced the various parts of the house before. At that time, the sea of ​​clouds in Chen Pingan’s eyes was like a big white cotton, and it was divided into two layers.

Chen Pingan slowly retracted his gaze. The building he was in was the tallest building, and the rest were much shorter. On the observation decks of some buildings, there were still sparse Qi practitioners who also admired the sea of ​​clouds at sunset. , Inside the tall and solid railings, there will be more people walking, and some children are running around under the care of their elders, making bursts of laughter.

Then Chen Pingan saw a figure from the back. With his current eyesight, he could clearly see a bag slung across his back. Under the bag was a wooden sword. The young man turned sideways slowly, overlooking the land, with his palms stretched out to cover his brows and eyes, his expression in a trance.

Although there is an invisible formation protecting the boundary on Kunyu's back, and the fence emits faint ripples that are not easy to detect, there is still a breeze blowing, and the lips of the unremarkable young Taoist are chapped, and the wind blows over his temples, fluttering gently.

Also carrying a wooden sword.

The young man in Niping Lane, standing on a high viewing platform, lives in a Tianzi-style room. In the words of the maidservant, he can tell the story of the immortals in the Jade Pu Realm. The qi practitioners sent, especially the casual cultivators struggling in the mountains, rivers and lakes, are like rootless duckweed, drifting with the tide, never knowing which five realms the upper five realms are.

And the young Taoist who didn't know where he came from stood silently on the railing at the bottom, hungry, and was weighing whether the remaining money in his purse could support him to disembark in Nanjian country.

Chen Ping retreated a few steps and continued to practice boxing.

Leisurely, unsophisticated boxing.

Chen Pingan has been practicing boxing and walking on the viewing platform until the night is dark and the moon and stars are thin.

When he finally returned to the main hall, he found Qiu Shi, the maidservant, dozing on the table, and Chun Shui sitting beside him quietly, looking towards the study with a smile. Chen Ping waved his hand to indicate that it was okay. Chunshui hesitated for a while, but still patted Qiushi awake. After the girl woke up, she quickly turned her head and wiped her mouth to avoid showing embarrassment in front of the guests.

The rules of the Kun boat have a lot of room for maneuver for the friends of Dali Beiyue Zhengshen, but they are not at all polite to these maidservants.

Sitting at the table, Chen Pingan grabbed a green fresh fruit from the celadon pot, which resembled an unripe citrus, but it tasted especially sweet after peeling it off, and then handed each of them a piece, Chunshui wanted to refuse, She didn't want to take it, so Qiu Shi could only refuse together angrily, but was forced by Chen Pingan to put it on the table in front of them, and they didn't insist anymore. After eating it into the stomach, it is worth the aura they have accumulated during a ten-day hard work.

There is no shortcut to spiritual practice, that is for talented Qi practitioners, to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, keep your feet on the ground, and climb to the sky step by step.

But practice is clear and there are shortcuts everywhere, which is the consensus of all the outside disciples of the immortal family with mediocre aptitudes. "Dong Tian Blessed Land, sleep is practice.

Just like spring water and autumn fruits, the salary accumulated every month can either be replaced with spirit fruit similar to periwinkle or low-grade elixir, and every bite is sad, or take a longer-term view, year after year, work diligently. Apart from diligently cultivating qi, one has to think a lot, throw away all the belongings, grit one's teeth, and make up his mind to buy a magic weapon for himself, and it will never be the kind of magic weapon that encourages killing , one is destined to be unaffordable, and the other is meaningless, but it is a spiritual tool that can cleanse the turbid air, bit by bit, a genius Qi practitioner flies up the mountain in one go, and breaks through every now and then, which is enviable , and they are climbing up step by step, belonging to the characters who can only envy others, exclaim a few times, and then continue to practice bitterly.

But after seeing the magnificent scenery on the top, who wants to go to the bottom of the mountain to become a rich man or a woman who manages a family well?

Of course, some qi practitioners who are completely disheartened will indeed go down the mountain, and it is true that some people are doing well and enjoying themselves. Qi practitioners on the mountain, whether they are high or low, only talk about whether they live under pressure. The former is indeed more comfortable. Of course, it is good to look after people's homes and nursing homes, and serve as guest priests.

But these seemingly majestic Qi practitioners are still frustrated people after all. Compared with the scholars who failed the imperial examination and hid in the mountains and forests, they are not much better.

Chun Shui chewed the periwinkle tangerine lightly, was slightly lost in thought, his demeanor was not inferior to that of a scholarly family, unlike his younger sister Qiu Shi, who was happy, and felt that it would be a fool not to eat for nothing, and not to take advantage of the advantages.

Chen Pingan was the first to finish eating, and found Qiu Shi eagerly staring at the orange peel on the table, and asked, "There are still uses for the orange peel."

Qiushi replied carelessly: "Mr. Chen, when cooking, you can tear a few orange peels and throw them in. It's delicious."

Chen Ping's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, I like this, my craftsmanship is really not bad, when I traveled far away in the Sui Dynasty, I was just a clever woman who couldn't make a living without rice, otherwise Li Baoping and the others would miss that person all day long The old servant's family banquet, even if he drank fish soup, was listless.

Chen Pingan smiled and grabbed two oranges, and handed them to Chunshui Qiushi, "When you eat oranges, remember to leave the orange peels for me."

Chun Shui Qiushi looked at each other, not wanting to understand the cause and effect here. Could it be that this young man holding the jade pendant with the Kunchuantian name in his hand is so idle that he likes to cook by himself? Regardless of other people's opinions, Ping An put away three servings of orange peel and put them in his sleeves, not daring to collect fifteen square inches, and then urged his sisters to eat quickly.

Now that the distinguished guests are so "indifferent", Rao Chunshui can't bear the burden of eating periwinkle oranges, let alone her heartless and habitual sister Qiushi.

Chen Ping smiled slightly.

Chun Shui suddenly felt a little warm in his heart.

So this is ah.

It turned out to be a young man with a warm spring breeze and a warm heart.

In the end, Chen Pingan put orange peels on his sleeves and went to sleep in the bedroom, while the two maids rested in the wing room on the side of the study. As long as Chen Pingan rang the silver bell beside the bed, they would be there whenever they were called.And the string of bells is not a vulgar thing, if there is a dirty wind leaking into the room, the bells will ring by themselves.

Only then did Chen Pingan take off the sword box containing demons and demons, put it on the side of the bed against the wall, and lay upright on the bed that was too comfortable for him to get used to, but one palm was still placed on the sword box, Then start to slow down your breathing consciously, using the breathing method taught by old man Yang,

In fact, the two flying swords in Yangjian gourd, on the first and fifteenth day of the new year, have already opened their minds and gave birth to spiritual wisdom. Even if Chen Ping'an slept very hard, they can still defend themselves against the enemy without sleep in a crisis situation, but Chen Pingan still didn't dare to sleep too hard.Just like this, she fell asleep lightly until dawn, when Chun Shui tiptoed to get up, and gently opened the door on her side, Chen Pingan opened her eyes immediately.

Because Chen Ping'an has long discovered that there are subtle differences in the footsteps of Chunshui and Qiushi.

When going out, you can't be too cautious.

The maid Chun Shui didn't come to knock on the door to wake Chen Pingan up, but cleaned the house in an orderly manner outside.

It wasn't until Qiushi woke up that footsteps sounded, and Chen Pingan stopped the sword furnace stake, put on the straw sandals, just got out of bed and walked a few steps, silently retreated to the bed, stepped slightly harder, walked towards the door, opened the door, Chun Shui, who changed her clothes today, gave her a blessing. When she turned her body slightly, the clothes flattered her plump figure more and more. Chen Ping was taken aback for a moment, and she blushed a little. It can be seen that it's not that he has any extravagant thoughts, but that Miss Chunshui's clothes are good-looking or good-looking, it seems to be called brocade and satin, but this is too revealing

At this moment, Chen Pingan secretly made up his mind, if I find a wife in the future, I can't wear such clothes when I go out, it's too bad.

Chunshui asked Qiushi to bring food boxes from the kitchen. It was time for breakfast. She then asked Chen Pingan if he wanted to go out for a walk today. Almost every transcontinental ferry in the world will have the rouge pollen land, which she intentionally or unintentionally skipped. In addition, there are various shops, restaurants and gambling stalls, weapons shops, and post stations for flying swords. There are all kinds of them. It can be said that although the sparrow is small and has all five internal organs, Chen Ping clicked his tongue for a while, and he was no worse than his hometown town.

The three of them ate a sumptuous breakfast together, Chen Pingan still didn't plan to go out for a stroll, and felt that he could stay in that study and read a book after practicing boxing.

Of course, Chunshui Qiushi has no objection to this, but Qiushi still has some regrets. In fact, if the guests in the room shop in Kunchuan, they will be rewarded with money. As a result, a servant girl became rich overnight. The guests she took care of at that time were only staying in the last-class rooms, but she still tried her best, was careful and thoughtful, and never neglected at all. In the end, she never thought that that humble young man was actually a A single seedling who came out of a top fairy family to hone, the day before he was about to disembark, he took his maid passing by one shop after another, without even going in, and bought all the shops in that first-class kun boat in one go. The goods, without blinking an eyelid, just sharing the profits and commissions is an astronomical wealth.

This is probably the impermanence of life, but green mountains are everywhere.

Chen Ping lived a boring life like this, Chunshui was still the same, Qiushi was a little boring, that young man was really boring, he would walk around the viewing platform with strange fists every day, back and forth, lightly and slowly , There is no momentum at all, it makes her sleepy, either standing there facing the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, or standing still at sunrise and sunset, she can stand for an hour without moving.

At most, he would read books and practice calligraphy in the study room. Qiushi would also help with grinding at the beginning, but after looking at Chen Pingan's rigid fonts for a long time, he really didn't get excited, but his sister Chunshui always stood by the boy's side, occasionally standing on his feet. Sore, sitting not far from the desk, Qiu Shi even laughed at her sister in private because of this, this is called Hongxiu Tianxiang Su hand grinding, put it in novels of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies, once they come and go, they should be in bed together.He made his sister Chunshui laugh so hard and pinched her hard.

When Chen Ping was eating every day, he would ask which dynasty the Kun boat was in the sky today, and asked Chunshui Qiushi to help introduce the customs and customs of those dynasties. The smallest one among the nine continents in the world still makes Chen Pingan feel that there are many countries, and the emperor's surname alone has already wiped out all the surnames in the book of hundreds of surnames.

And Nanjian Country is located in the middle of Aquarius Island, not too far away from Guanhu Academy, one of the 72 Confucian academies.

Speaking of the Confucian Academy and the Academy, Chen Pingan asked curiously why there were only two Aquarius Island and the Cliff Academy.

Qiu Shi laughed out loud with one hand, and pointed at the ignorant boy with the other hand, telling the truth, "Because your Aquarius Island is too small, there are as many as six of us in Luzhou, not to mention the majestic Soil."

Chun Shui glanced at his sister quietly, but Qiu Shi still couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Chen's question is really funny."

Chen Ping sat behind the desk and scratched his head.

It turns out that Haoran Tianxia is so big.

On this day, Chen Pingan looked at Yunjuan Yunshu aimlessly after walking the pile on the viewing platform, and suddenly saw the young Taoist priest with the wooden sword on his back.

Chun Shui came to Chen Pingan's side, followed his line of sight, and said softly: "Looking at the style of the Taoist robe, it should be a Taoist from the Zhang Family whose ancestral court is located in the Shenzhou of Zhongtu, but the Taoist on the other side of the fence must be He is an outer disciple, otherwise he wouldn't be dressed like this."

Chun Shui originally wanted to say, "Otherwise, he wouldn't be so shabby and desolate", but he couldn't say it when the words came to his lips.

During the past ten days, Mr. Chen, the distinguished guest of Tianzihaofang, is actually quite shabby, and Chunshui can be sure that the boy came from a serious and poor background, not the kind of hero who "traveled around the world in private" My son, richness needs to be influenced by the eyes and ears, and the young man never pretended to be rich. She didn't show much on the face of this precocious maid, but deep down, there was indeed some indescribable loss.

She continued to smile and said: "There is a well-known saying that has been spread all over Haoran, including the mountains and the mountains: Wherever there are monsters haunting, there must be Taomu Zhang Tianshi."

Chen Pingan hummed.

By a strange coincidence, the down-and-out Taoist priest with a mahogany sword on his back turned his head to look.

Looking at the scenery at a high place, the young Taoist with meager morality vaguely saw the wooden sword boy and the charming maid beside him, and he was a little lost.

poor, hungry.