Sword comes

I found a bamboo house that had been abandoned for many years by the bank of a mountain lake.

A group of people settled down here, each with a division of labor. Chen Pingan went to chop two slender old bamboo poles, one long and one short. When he came back, Zhu Lian had already lit the bonfire. Smoked and roasted bamboo poles are used to increase the toughness of the fishing poles, otherwise the bamboo poles will break if the large objects in the water see the light and are pulled a little.Chen Ping handed the short bamboo pole to Pei Qian and asked her to learn from him.

In the bamboo house, Zhu Lian was discussing knowledge with the bearded man. The two sat a little far away from the crowd. Zhu Lian seemed to be showing off the "Book of Immortals" presented by the old man surnamed Xun. The men and women were fighting and sweating profusely.

The young Taoist priest was sitting on the ground with Lu Baixiang, talking about playing chess, while Wei Xian squatted aside, still waiting for the truth of the outcome.

The yellow native cow is watching the wind in the forest near the bamboo house.

Facing the beautiful landscape here, taking advantage of no one around, Sui You left the bamboo house, took off his boots on the edge of the "house foundation" that looked like a bamboo raft, sat there, and put a pair of snow-white jade feet into the water, feeling infatuated. Put the sword horizontally on your knees, and press the two ends of the scabbard with both hands, looking into the distance, the fresh breath of the mountains is refreshing.

Two long and short fishing rods were made, and Chen Pingan swung them a few times to see the size of the arc. Pei Qian stood beside him and drew on the gourd.

Two masters and apprentices, one big and one small, came outside the bamboo house. Chen Pingan began to tie the fishing line and hook. Pei Qian still followed suit, but some details were poorly done. Knot and fasten the hook.

Then he took Pei Qian to the distant lake to lift up stones, and looked for a kind of aquatic fish and insects that looked like mole crickets at the bottom.

In the end, Chen Pingan didn't fish, but let Pei Qian fish alone. He put the long fishing rod into the jade pendant that Zheng Dafeng gave as a gift. There were worn-out but not discarded straw sandals, fishhooks and fishing lines. The unremarkable objects in the market, the slightly valuable wine brewed by the Shuijing Immortal, and the yellowed sycamore leaf, it is said that there are two sets of mountain protection arrays born out of Taiping Mountain and the Fuqi Sect, and a large pile of Tongye Sect to pay for it. Guyu money.

Pei Qian is not very patient by nature, but with Chen Pingan by his side, coupled with copying books and practicing handwriting for so long, he has managed to get a little tempered, so he just quietly stared at the movement of the water surface, wishing to be able to do it in the next moment. A large herring weighing a hundred kilograms was dragged ashore abruptly.

Chen Pingan was thinking about the fourth form of Shaking the Mountain. It was named Tiandi Zhuang. , The three realms require the later generations who study Shaking Mountain Quan to practice boxing upside down, using the palm, fist, and one finger as support points, and then "walk".

Regarding the boxing post of heaven and earth, the book has a bold statement, a man who stands up to the sky and the earth, and those who practice my boxing skills must teach the sky and the earth to turn with my fist.

It's no wonder that the barefoot old man, after reading the Shaking Mountain boxing manual, said that this secret book of mediocre boxing is useless except for his tone and high spirit.

Chen Pingan patted the ground lightly, turned over gracefully, and put one palm against the ground of the bamboo raft.

Pei Qian turned his head and wanted to laugh after seeing this scene.

Chen Pingan, who was standing upside down, pointed to the water with his free hand, signaling Pei Qian to concentrate on fishing.

Pei Qian turned his head honestly, and Chen Ping turned his palm into a fist, "standing on the ground" with his fist, and then propped it up with just one finger, his body was slightly raised, and he was running with the true energy of Shaking Mountain Fist, from beginning to end, There is no difficulty.

Chen Ping closed his eyes. Except for one finger resting on the ground, the other hand put his fingers together in front of his body. The sword qi taught by A Liang had eighteen stops, and the last bottleneck between twelve and thirteen stops, Chen Pingan was not in a hurry at first, but Pei Qian, who was taught by Chen Pingan in the old dragon city dust medicine shop, stopped shortly after leaving Fengweidu, and Pei Qian said that he had only earned three or two copper coins. Xiao Qiyue didn't think it was a big deal, and told Chen Pingan that she could run freely until the twelfth stop, which made Chen Pingan a little helpless, so he had to continue to tell Pei Qian to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and keep his feet on the ground.

Chen Ping'an was inevitably a little anxious, or worried.

If Pei Qian climbs the martial arts at an astonishing speed, one day, her joking disciple, the great disciple of the mountain, will walk side by side with her master Chen Pingan, and after that, she will go farther and farther away, and she will climb high alone, overlooking the mountains. world.

A disciple does not have to be inferior to a teacher, this is what Chen Pingan said to Zheng Dafeng himself, and the blue is better than the blue, and it is a classic argument in the article on the exhortation of the master Wen Sheng. Chen Pingan does not care that Pei Qian's martial arts go further than himself Even higher, Chen Pingan has to worry that he is Pei Qian's preacher and guardian. If Pei Qian goes astray one day in the future, how should he deal with himself? Jiaolong said calmly, "If it's a bad fate, cut it with a sword." Can Chen Pingan do it? Take a step back and say, even if he has such a cold heart, but at that time, Pei Qian's martial arts skills were so high that Chen Pingan might not be able to hold a candle to him. how can we end

In the Blessed Land of Ouhua, under the leadership of the old Taoists in the East China Sea, I have traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers. I once watched a gentleman's cronies in the temple as a bystander. In 80 years, how did they go from worrying about the country and the people, to the economic people, step by step? When the atmosphere turns turbid and the strength of character is rotten, everyone flaunts themselves as a gentleman, and since they are already a gentleman, what are the flaws? As long as one person falls into the court, it is difficult to be relegated, regardless of right and wrong. The temple is filled with righteous indignation and denounces political enemies. "Friends and close friends", see him off with a toast, toast and drink wine to comfort the dust, and lament for him that people's hearts are not ancient and wolves rule. An unofficial history that is unbearably eclectic, or catch on wind and shadow.

Since Chen Pingan has the idea of ​​establishing a sect, he must put an end to this worst situation.

If even the closest Pei Qian couldn't teach well, how could Chen Pingan dare to say that his future sect, after thousands of years, would not be the second Tongye sect, nor would he be the second Du Mao sect?

Read to know the etiquette, practice martial arts to strengthen your body.

This is Chen Pingan's original intention for Pei Qian.

Normally, it's like walking on two legs. It's not a problem, but the key is that Pei Qian's talent in martial arts is too high, and her martial arts skills are too high. One day, as long as she feels that the principles in the book are just to deal with Chen Pingan's hard work It's just a matter, once she finds that reasoning with others is too boring and boring, she will think that I have boxing skills, swords and swords at the waist, and I follow my heart and my own will in everything, I don't care about myself, I don't know how to restrain myself and return to etiquette, Chen Before Ping An, in order to have one more golden elixir demon who is kind to others, he spent fifty Xiaoshu money without frowning. Then in the future, he will personally create a nine-nine who only talks about positions and interests, and don't talk to me about right and wrong. Realm Wufu or even Ten Realm Wufu, not to mention fifty Xiaoshu coins, perhaps fifty or five hundred Grain Rain coins will not help.

Chen Ping stood upside down, closed his eyes and meditated, tossing and turning, but couldn't come up with the best of both worlds answers.

Is it really necessary to personally interrupt Pei Qian's current martial arts path just because of the "what if" in the future?

Previously in the col, facing Shan Zeyexiu, who harbored mischievous intentions but had not yet caused a tragedy, Chen Pingan said, "The difficulty is that the worst result has not appeared, so the truth can be explained again." It's about fighting.

This is after Chen Pingan put forward "ask yourself" in the frontier inn battle, after the battle in the old dragon city, through the women's crown Huang Ting learned about the subsequent changes in Tongye Zongshan gate, some changes made by Chen Pingan, because Chen Pingan felt that he should retire One step varies from place to place and from person to person. Do more research on this "small step" and think more, otherwise the world will use "a clear conscience" as an excuse everywhere, and there will still be a lot of confusion between right and wrong.

Pei Qian, who was annoyed at how Yuer was so disrespectful, suddenly touched her slightly sore cheek, only to find Sui Youwei winking at her, Pei Qian followed Sui Youyou's line of sight, saw Chen Pingan not far away, frowned, Not the same as usual.

On the right side of Sui put away the finger that flicked Pei Qian's cheek with water drops, and continued to look into the distance.

Pei Qian gently put down the fishing rod, tiptoed to Chen Pingan's side, squatted there, and stared at the master's brow.

Could it be that Master realized it later, and only now began to feel sorry for those fifty Xiaoshu coins?

Chen Pingan opened his eyes, looked at the black charcoal face that was often exposed to the wind and sun and had not yet turned white, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"

Pei Qian thought for a while, "Master, tell me something that worries you."

Chen Ping'an exerted a slight force on his wrist, turned his body upside down, changed back to his normal standing posture, and then sat down cross-legged, a little hesitant.

Things are too far, too much reason.

Will Pei Qian be too young now to use her own words and emotions, will it be like a heavy boulder, pressing on her shoulders?

Chen Pingan took off the gourd of Yangjian, took a sip of the small refining wine, and the breeze from the mountains and rivers gently brushed his face, which made Chen Pingan feel a little more relaxed.

Life is less than a hundred, and I always have a thousand years of worry.

After drinking the wine, Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes with a smile, laughing at himself in his heart, does he seem to be a scholar now?

He turned his head and said with a smile, "It's related to you, do you want to hear it?"

Pei Qian swallowed, and immediately began to reflect on what naughty things he had done along the way. He probably knew that it was not a trivial matter of one or two chestnuts being thrown on the head, so he said with a bitter face: "Can you wait until I am old?" Get older, remember things better, let Master tell me what to say."

Chen Ping touched her little head, "It doesn't involve any good or bad things, it's just something from my heart, don't worry about eating chestnuts and scratching your ears."

Pei Qian, who had no burden, immediately sat upright, facing Chen Pingan who was sitting sideways. With a smile in her eyes, she fixed the two bamboo swords around her waist, and pretended to say: "Master, please listen carefully."

Chen Ping smiled and turned around slightly, and the two sat facing each other, and asked: "If one day, your swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and boxing skills are all better than the master, and then you encounter something, the master says you are right?" , what do you think is wrong?"

Pei Qian said without hesitation: "Listen to Master, what else can you do?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Think about it again."

Pei Qian began to scratch his head, and said with a sad face: "But I just think that what Master says is right, it is right, and what he says is wrong, it is wrong."

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Pei Qian had no choice but to continue thinking about it, thinking wildly, and wandering for thousands of miles. Anyway, Master didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Pei Qian suddenly smiled and asked: "If one day in the future, I am stronger than Master, how powerful would that be?"

Chen Pingan said: "For example, the old thief Du in Huang Ting's mouth, and Du Mao from Tongyezong, have ascended to the realm of cultivation."

Chen Ping added with a smile: "For the time being, we only talk about cultivation, not about good and evil."

Pei Qian opened his mouth wide and exclaimed, "Hey, if you are so powerful, there must be mountains of gold and silver at home, can you count the money? Counting the money is too tiring, but if you don't count it clearly, you will be afraid of being stolen. Alas, when will I be able to have the troubles of rich people?"

Chen Pingan looked at the dark little girl who was getting more and more worried, laughed dumbly, leaned forward, and patted Pei Qian's head lightly, "There is a military sage in my hometown, Master Ruan who forges iron and swords. One thing he did really well, that is, when it comes to recruiting apprentices, Master Ruan will not only look at qualifications, but whether he is a fellow, whether he can walk in the same way, instead of looking for disciples with excellent talents but inconsistent temperament, or Find some disciples who will only stand up when the master conflicts with others, and just fight and kill."

Pei Qian hesitated to speak, but finally remained silent.

Chen Pingan continued: "Back to the earliest question, if you have a dispute with the master, what should you do? Don't just think that the master is right, the master is not a saint, and he will make mistakes. We should be like today, you and I sit opposite each other. , and then clearly explained their respective right and wrong and reasons, and listen to the person who makes sense. I, Chen Pingan, will not suppress your reasons as your master Pei Qian. If you Pei Qian are very powerful at that time, you can do whatever Even if you beat me to death with one punch, you can't rely on your high cultivation to do whatever you want, regardless of what I, Chen Pingan, told you."

Pei Qian burst into tears.

In fact, she didn't quite understand it, but she always felt that it was a very sad thing.

Especially when Pei Qian heard Chen Ping'an say "hit me to death with a single punch", Pei Qian was almost heartbroken to death.

Pei Qian was so wronged that he turned around and sat down, weeping secretly, not looking at this nonsense Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan sat back in his original position, facing the lake, and the spring breeze blew into ripples. He stretched out his palm and raised it again and again. In Caiyi Country, I met a little fox spirit in a ruined temple. He likes to read novels about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies. A yellow earth cow that never turns its back. So does this mean that when the Yaozu attacked the Great Wall of Sword Qi, we can skip the heroic sacrifices of those sword cultivators whose sword tip has been facing south for thousands of years, to pity and question why the sword cultivators are so cruel? Could it be that there have never been good people among the monster clan?"

Pei Qian still turned his back to Chen Ping'an, sniffling his nose and choking with sobs, said: "I know this, these people don't distinguish between right and wrong, and don't make any distinctions."

Chen Pingan drew the largest circle with one hand, and the palm of the other hand was higher than the top of his head, "But Master Wen Sheng, and Master Bai, who is rumored to help the human race cast a great cauldron and draw a map of Soushan, I think they are qualified to talk about it." It is a matter of course and truth, we are far behind, but why do they have self-imprisonment forests, and are locked in the Xiongzhen Building? Is it because of this, we feel that reasoning is useless, and there is really no reward for good and evil in the world.”

Pei Qian turned around, sat next to Chen Ping'an, bowed his head and said, "But some bad people live better than good people."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "So in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, the old monk of Xinxiang Temple said that the world will always owe good people."

Pei Qian asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

Chen Pingan did not drink the small medicinal wine in the gourd that raised the sword, but took out a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus brewing from something close at hand, opened it, took a sip of the wine, and said with a smile: "Probably wait for us to find it in the book." .”

In the mountains and forests in the distance, the yellow native cattle are prostrate on the ground, thinking.

Although Sui Youyou's expression was indifferent, he was actually listening all the time.

Pei Qian wiped away his tears, and said with a smile: "Master, it wasn't long before I left Fengweidu. When I was cooking, why did you hum the folk song from your hometown? Why don't you hum it again? I would love to learn."

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "My best friend taught me that. You can make up random content. In my hometown, it can be used to tease and swear, to relax while working, and to accompany wine."

Chen Pingan took a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, hummed softly, pointed at Pei Qian with a smile, "Shop boy, I've read some books, recognized a lot of characters, and accumulated a lot of knowledge, so I can't sell it for a few cents."

Whoops.

It means she is Pei Qian.

Pei Qian was so happy that he couldn't help blurting out: "Stinky tofu is delicious and you can't afford it."

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly, "There are ghosts and ghosts on the mountains, and water ghosts in the lakes and rivers. I turned my head in fright, so I have been away from home for many years."

Pei Qian echoed, "Eat stinky tofu."

Chen Pingan drank again, and pointed to another place. Unfortunately, it happened to be on the right side of Sui, so it didn't matter. "

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "It's a pity that you can't eat stinky tofu."

Chen Pingan squinted his eyes and smiled, pointing his fingers to a high place, humming softly: "May I ask Mr. Master what to do, there is a small paper kite basking in the sun hanging on a tree branch."

Pei Qian held his stomach and laughed, "Eat stinky tofu, stinky tofu is delicious"

On the other side of the bamboo house, Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia looked at each other and smiled.

Zhu Lian closed his eyes and smiled, shaking his head.

Lu Baixiang patted his knee lightly.

For the first time in history, Sui You was not angry, but instead covered his mouth and smiled, his eyes narrowed.

Wei Xian rested his cheeks, tilted his head, and squatted at the door of the bamboo house at some point, looking at the back of the little girl Heitan.

Two masters and apprentices, one singing and one harmonizing, in the green mountains and green waters.