Sword comes

The young Daotong stood on the steps, and the old man Yang from the pharmacy often sat there holding a dry tobacco stick and puffing.

Standing under the eaves, Chen Pingan played a well-behaved Taoist chief, and remained silent.

It wasn't that Chen Pingan was playing tricks, but he really didn't know how to answer. The main reason was that he was worried that Li Liu would be involved, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

The young Daotong shook his sleeves, returned a Confucian salute with dignity, smiled without saying a word.

The boy sat on the steps and stretched out a hand, "Sit whatever you want, we are all guests, so don't worry too much about it."

I am a passer-by, and so are you for the time being, but not necessarily in the future.

Chen Pingan moved and sat on the bench, facing the young man across a courtyard where all the water returned to the hall.

There is no need to guess the identity of the young Taoist boy in front of him.

He used to ride a bull to pass a test, wandering around the wild world, and with just a finger, he knocked the old throne demon back to the bottom of the ancient well, leaving thousands of years of indelible dao marks on the other party.

It made the Great Ancestor Chusheng flee far away from the sky and dare not show his face.

Rao is Daoist Sun of Daxuan Duguan, such a master of Taoism who "has to greet Zhenwudi every now and then", it is rumored that when he was traveling in the Haoran world, he and Bai Ye and others often mentioned the Taoist ancestor who founded Baiyujing , the same as honorable, vowed to guarantee that the best fighter in the world is still the one in our Qingming world.

On Daozu's side, it is meaningless to pretend to be confused while pretending to understand, and it is even more ridiculous to pretend to be understanding while pretending to be confused.

Daozu glanced at Chen Pingan's fourteenth realm, and said with a smile: "The word "li" is difficult because it has both reason and reason, and is not rigid. The little master is still very powerful."

Then Daozu revealed the secret, "You are able to accommodate Lu Chen in this realm, and there are very few dispersals. It is not only because of Li Sheng and Lu Chen, it has a lot to do with your own "Xuzhou" attainments. Only Dao Concentration of emptiness, the emptiness of the heart is fast, and the emptiness of self is wide. Just say that among the people you know, Zhou Mi, Cui Chan, Qi Jingchun, Zheng Juzhong, Wu Shuangjiang, are all similar scholars. In layman's terms, it is a person Empty stomach is the only way to eat more. How can Taoists be different from ordinary people? What is meant by going to the mountains to cultivate immortals? It is nothing more than digging mountains for houses, moving out the seven emotions, six desires, distracting thoughts and turbid qi of ordinary masters, and taking out the aura of heaven and earth, Taoism, and chance. And good fortune, move in."

Dressed in a green shirt, sitting upright, like a school boy who has just learned to read and write.

Nowadays, several monks on top of mountains in the world, whether they are in Ascension Realm or Fourteenth Realm, dare not call Zhou Mi by his name directly, for fear of revealing the secrets of the world to the heavens.

Daozu smiled, this guy seems to be kept in the dark, and it's normal, the three religions and hundreds of schools, how could that one, be recognized by the sword-wielder when he was young?There were even two senior brothers staring at him. Chen Pingan naturally couldn't think of himself in his head. For so many years on the long journey, in fact, he not only travels at night holding candles, but also carries lanterns during the day.

It's just that Daozu was not in a hurry to explain this matter, and asked: "You have been close to Buddhism since you were a child, and you have a lot of experience in affirming and negating, so you must know the meaning of the three sentences?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "Buddha said the world is not the world, so it is called the world."

Daozu smiled and said: "Good words, let's talk about it. Let me give you an example. The reason is that the sky and the earth are empty, and the example is the post station and ferry, so that the listener has a foothold. Otherwise, an expert can reason and go to Yangzhou on a crane."

Chen Pingan said: "Suzi has a poem, Yunxia Qianjiang Chao in Danzhou, I hate it in every way before it arrives, nothing to do in Deyuan, Yunxia Qianjiang Chao in Danzhou."

Daozu said, "Speak again."

Chen Pingan replied: "Tao can be very Tao."

Daozu laughed and said: "No wonder Su Zi is happier than Liu Qi when he presented copybooks. It's also no wonder Guanzhu Sun has eyes for you. When he returned to his hometown, he would say to everyone that there is a little Taoist friend in Haoran Tianxia who is a wonderful person."

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed, his reputation already spread all over the street before his own people went to Qingming Tianxia?Does this mean that the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys?

Daozu asked: "Have you ever thought about why your two senior brothers dared to do something like catching a turtle in a urn? Ten thousand years ago, the three of us failed to completely solve the legacy of the old Tianting ruins. Now that Zhou Mi is in charge of it, we must only It's even more difficult. But now the three of us are about to leave the way. It's always better to block water than to avoid it. Cui Chan and Qi Jingchun are not short-sighted people. How can they not understand? Think again, why did Zhou Mi work together? All ascend to the heavens, what is he waiting for? Filling up the vacant god position is similar to the Qin Tianjian of our secular dynasty, always with one carrot and one pit."

Daozu said with a smile, "Zhou Mi can't just wait for the three of us to block the door, can he?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "The junior doesn't understand."

"Because there is something in the world that Zhou Mi has kept secret."

Daozu raised his arm and pointed at Chen Pingan, "It's you, the bird in the cage."

The sky is meticulous, and the world is Chen Pingan. There is a tug-of-war of mind and nature, which ultimately determines who can become a brand new and stronger one.

Lost mountain?The soul returns to the sky, and the soul returns to the earth.

Of course, Zhou Mi definitely has his own means, finds a new way, is unique, seeks a way to crack it, and will never stand still.

Daozu said: "So Qingtong Tianjun left a letter for you, asking if you are full."

Chen Pingan's heartstrings tensed instantly, he clenched his fists, put them on his knees, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice, "I'm that... one?"

Daozu smiled and said, "Qi Jingchun has indeed placed a heavy burden on your shoulders early on."

Chen Ping suddenly realized.

Why would Zou Zi, who had calculated everything, start targeting an orphan in Niping Lane so early on.Zou Zi's existence has long since explored life and death, transcending good and evil.

When he was young, he went to the mountains to collect herbs, but was blocked by mountain torrents. Old man Yang later taught him a method of breathing and exhaling. In exchange, Chen Pingan made a dry tobacco stick.

Returning from the capital of the Sui Dynasty, he presented a flying sword, which was named Fifteen by Chen Pingan.Old man Yang's reason is that someone doesn't eat dumplings during Chinese New Year.

In addition, the flying sword embryo whose real name is "Xiaofengdu" is the 15th day of the junior high school, which means that you can hide from the first day of the junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day.

I never thought that the person I couldn't hide the most seemed to be Chen Pingan himself.

Traveling far away again, I went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to deliver swords to Ning Yao, and there were genuine energy symbols posted on the legs and feet.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is it me this morning?"

Daozu shook his head and said: "That's too underestimating Qingtong Tianjun's means, this one, you asked for it yourself."

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked directly: "Dare to ask Zu, can this matter be resolved, and I am still me?"

Daozu laughed and said, "Seek good fortune for yourself."

Chen Pingan was dumbfounded.

Daozu probably worried that Chen Ping'an's thinking was wrong. It was really a good saying, but it was spread more and more deviated from the original meaning in the world, so Daozu added a word afterwards, "Blessed are those who seek themselves."

Chen Pingan asked: "If Li Liu or Ma Kuxuan saw those words, whose handwriting would it be?"

For a long time, Chen Pingan always mistakenly believed that those words were written by Li Liu or Ma Kuxuan.

Daozu shook his head and said: "Not necessarily. What Li Liu saw may be Dong Shuijing who seems to be collecting debts for others, or Lin Shouyi who's "Tao Xin Shou Yi". What Ma Kuxuan saw may be Ruan Xiu, the god of fire, Or the water god Li Liu. What Gu Can sees may be Song Jixin, or the finishing touch of Zhao Yao. What Ruan Xiu sees may be the handwriting of Chen Pingan or Liu Xianyang in Niping Lane. We can only be sure, no matter who sees it It's not my own handwriting."

Daozu smiled and said: "When you decide something in your heart, you will continue to look for reasons and arguments to support your cognition. Kiln workers, butchers, butchers, carpenters, woodcutters looking for firewood, fishermen looking for fish, all because of their skills , each is different, then when looking at the same world, each will have its own focus."

Chen Ping frowned, and asked tentatively: "Those characters, similar to Hongzhu Town? It's like a confluence of a long river of time. So anyone can be, and at the same time, no one is the person who engraved the characters?"

Daozu answered irrelevantly, "The reason why Qingtong Tianjun set up this restriction is to prevent you young people from being too exhausted on the road of cultivation in the future. Of course, I am more worried. Isolating the barrier of heavenly secrets, the younger generation will go out and travel one after another, and they will reveal clues about that one prematurely."

Regarding the flow of the long river of time, it is not a small taboo, and those who practice Taoism have to explore it by themselves.

Daozu smiled and said, "Now can you answer the previous question?"

Chen Ping subconsciously turned his head and glanced in the direction of Niping Lane.

Walking from the alley to the pharmacy, if you have money to buy medicine, even in snowy weather and muddy roads, you will walk lightly and have no money in your pocket. The same journey, even if the spring is warm all the way, will make people staggering and exhausted .

Why is this so? It depends on the state of mind.Dharma does not arise alone, it arises according to the circumstances.Traveling through mountains and rivers without dragging the mud and water, this is what Buddhism calls getting rid of the heart and not doing things.What's more, my husband once specifically commented on the phrase "the human heart is only in danger, and the Tao is only weak".

The matter of firing porcelain when I was young is the most learned, nothing more than four words, which are handy.Where the heart goes, what the hands turn into.

Chen Pingan said: "I don't think it's hard work to go shopping alone just to find a copper coin on the ground, or to wait for other people to open the door."

Daozu asked with a smile, "Ever picked up money?"

Chen Pingan blushed and said, "I really picked up a few."

In the night of helping people grab water, a child was lying on the ridge of the field, with his legs crossed, chewing grass roots, and the star river was shining above his head. The child held up a copper coin that he picked up on the ground during the day.

Daozu raised his hand, pointed to his head, and then to his heart, "A person's rationality is the summation of acquired knowledge and the paths we have opened up. Our sensibility is innate and spontaneous. The heart, the heart is the official of the monarch, and the gods come out. It is a pity that people are tired of things, and the heart is the slave of the form. Therefore, in practice, if you say a thousand words and ten thousand, you can't get around a word of heart after all."

"Chen Pingan, may I ask what is the purpose of all 'skills' in the world?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, and replied: "It can be falsified, and it can be corrected."

Daozu asked again, "Where is the Tao?"

Chen Pingan replied: "It can make people fascinated, become one with the world and everything, and stay away from upside-down dreams."

Daozu nodded, seemed to be quite satisfied with Chen Pingan's answer, with a bit of emotion, "A hundred flowers bloom, thousands of boats compete for success, the earliest human sages who changed the world, in that extraordinary time that is difficult to describe in words, Whether it is cultivating Taoism and mountaineering, or learning, it is a very beautiful era."

Daozu stood up, "Come with me to Mud Bottle Alley."

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Chen Ping got up and walked out of the backyard with Daozu. The Su shop and Shi Lingshan in the front yard of the pharmacy didn't notice it.

After stepping out of the threshold, the Taoist ancestor looked at the street and said with a smile: "Qi Jingchun traveled far away to the Little Lotus Cave. Before picking up the lotus, he told me something. The purpose of practice lies in knowing, and the joy of seeking Tao lies in the unknown. Good Guy, teach me how to cultivate."

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.

Daozu suddenly joked: "You are not bad as a junior, you dared to make way for me before you practiced boxing and swords in your early years."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I was young and ignorant, and said something offensive, Daozu forgive me."

"Isn't it from your heart?"

The Lord of Luopo Mountain treats people with sincerity, and he is not afraid of the shadow slanting when he is upright. "It's from the heart."

"That's okay, ask your confidant at night, and tell your heart in the sun. Walking alone, you can't be frightened by your own shadow."

Walking on the street together, Daozu asked casually, "What have you been studying lately?"

For Daozu, it seems that he can know everything, he can know everything he wants to know, and he doesn’t need to know if he doesn’t want to know, which is probably a kind of freedom.

Chen Pingan replied: "I have read some Taoist scriptures and talisman scriptures. Before I came, I planned to go to the Qin Tianjian and borrow a few books."

Li Sheng reminded one thing in the capital, the opportunity to prove the Tao lies in the words.

"So you're starting to make plans for traveling in the Qingming world?"

"People without thought, he must worry about."

Chen Pingan was worried that if he was not careful, he would be slapped to death by Bai Yujing's second head teacher as soon as he showed up in Qingming Tianxia.

It's just that in front of Taoist ancestor, it's hard to say right and wrong about his direct disciple.

"Is there any experience in reading?"

"The "Authentic Book of Alchemy" said that the inscriptions are characters derived from Dao Qi, so I plan to pick more Kuilong patterns, Taotie patterns, and cloud seal patterns to see."

Daozu hummed, "Reading it makes people's vision fly."

Chen Pingan was puzzled, didn't he look?but read?How to read the talisman pattern?

Daozu turned his head and smiled: "Just now in the pharmacy, you know who you are, and you can not worry at the moment. It can also be explained that your own Taoism is stable, coupled with the gift of Lu Chen's Taoism, it's just why you don't have any fear at all. , you don’t have to worry about it being caused by pure divinity. And don’t forget that the current path of martial arts is the old path of Shinto.”

Chen Ping's eyes were bright, and he looked into the distance on the street. The thoughts of a fourteenth-level monk directly manifested on the avenue, and there was a light rain on the street. Walking in it, "Then keep your feet on the ground and try it out!" Try it."

Daozu smiled.

It's quite similar to that stubborn guy Chen Qingdu, no wonder they hit it off despite the disparity in seniority.

Very swordsman.

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked back at the pharmacy.

Afterwards, the two walked to Niping Lane together, and Daozu narrated some old Huangli that Baiyu Jingdu would not record.

"Someone once went upstream along the long river of time in order to find their true colors, and traced back to the source, but the result was fruitless."

"Someone worked tirelessly, trying to find two identical flowers between the heaven and the earth. It took a long time. The long river of time in the whole world stagnated for a long time. The whole body of Taoism finally couldn't support it, and it collapsed between the heaven and the earth. This person finally said with a smile, If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

"Another person traveled far away with a sword, opened up the world, and pursued an answer. There is someone beyond the human world, and what is the sky beyond the sky. Guess, how did it open up the world?"

Chen Pingan immediately remembered the meeting of senior brother Cui Chan at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, slapped his arm, and replied: "Using the technique of reversing mustard seeds, go to the small world of the human body, and seek self-proof?"

Daozu did not give an answer, and has changed the subject, "There is no biography outside the teaching, and there is no writing. Words are not words, so some people go away here, trying to break the barriers of words, and set a thousand-year period. Chaos, the sea of ​​​​spiritual knowledge, and the chaos. In the dark."

"Someone wants to explore one thing. Before the ancient gods, what existed to create the gods."

"Therefore, some people have doubts. Is the long river of time a straight line that comes and goes without a trace, or is it an endless circle, or is it composed of countless indivisible points? Could it be ancient gods? Once created the sentient beings, and finally handed over to the human race to create gods in the future?"

Chen Pingan remained silent, but he couldn't help but wonder whether this Dao ancestor had successfully gone to the border, and what did he see? What is the so-called Tao?

Daozu smiled and said: "You were almost accepted by Lu Chen as my apprentice and became my closed disciple. Lu Chen obviously went further than you thought. He went to Baiyujing, a bird in a cage, and closed the door. It is more worthy of the name."

Chen Pingan was taken aback.

"However, Bai Yujing, it seems that what I say is more important. Even in front of the most holy teacher, I still want to say, if you become my closed disciple, why do you need to work so hard? Bai Yujing sits alone in Xinzhai, practices the Dao, and as the four masters, at least ten thousand years will be worry-free...Listen, it is not surprising that you, the most holy teacher, have popped out another three-character scripture."

Chen Pingan pretended not to hear the three words that hit his ears.

The most holy teacher who never wanted to learn about heaven and man is still a man of temperament...

Daozu seemed to be talking to the most holy teacher, and said with a smile: "Old Master, who is showing you rolled up your sleeves? If I remember correctly, the saber in the early years was taken to the wild world by a certain proud student."

Chen Pingan's mind moved slightly.

There were 72 sages in the earliest Confucian temple, two of them made Chen Ping'an the most curious, because the accompanying sages were highly educated, and it is not uncommon to be the direct disciples of the most holy teachers, but one is famous for making money, and the other , it is not generally able to fight.It’s just that these two seem to have retreated behind the scenes early in the later history of the Confucian Temple, and they disappeared. Over there, I still didn't ask about the inside story.

Daozu smiled and explained to Chen Pingan: "When a group of murderers rises everywhere, there must be an overwhelming victory. The Confucian Temple still has some behind-the-scenes."

Daozu suddenly asked, "Do you want to meet?"

Chen Pingan was about to decline the matter, but in an instant, it was as if he had seen a landscape painting far away in the sky.

In the wild world, in a remote place with little or no aura, there were two thatched huts next to each other. There was a tall and burly man with a big beard and a right lapel.The man has a strong mountain atmosphere, and he is chopping firewood with a machete.

There is also a tall, thin young man, full of bookishness, with his hands behind his back, looking at the cat named Li Nu on the hut. It just jumped off a tree, carried a cicada and walked away.It's just that this cat was left by an old friend in his early years, and he just helped take care of it.

The woodcutter asked, "How?"

The young man nodded and said, "The manuscripts of the old poems have been sorted out, and we have prepared [-] poems. You can go out now."

The man smiled and said: "Three thousand poems, so many? The level must be uneven. Fortunately, in a barbaric land, there are not many people who know the goods, otherwise you would be ashamed to register yourself, and you would be ashamed to throw it in the barbaric world. What do you think?" Only one."

The young man smiled and said, "Only one? With Ah Liang at the bottom, what am I afraid of?"

The burly man laughed dumbly, put down the machete, clapped his hands, and went to a clothes mound behind the hut, and found a broken iron sword, a high crown, a broken rope, and a Confucian shirt.

The man brushed off the dust from the ancient crown with his hand, and put it on his head, not forgetting to renew the tassel.

Wearing a Confucian shirt and a long sword hanging from his waist, the man still has a big beard, but his aura is completely different.

There is an old saying in Haoran Tianxia that a gentleman dies, and the crown is inevitable.

The young man walked into the hut, took a long sword from the wall, and an oil lamp on the table.There were once people in the world of Haoran who were drunk and looked at the sword with the lamp on.

When this young scholar holds a long sword, it looks like the sharp edge of the world, gathering three feet.

On the side of the town, the two sides passed by the ruins of the old locust tree, Daozu said slowly: "Guess, has the locust tree sword box been returned to you by the boss?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "I can't guess."

Daozu laughed it off, "I'll find out later when I have a chance."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is the old temple master nearby?"

Daozu nodded and said, "I was drinking tea and eating melon seeds at the gate of your mountain. Before going to Luopo Mountain, Daoist Jingqing patted the horns on the side of the town. He also said that the grass on your mountain is lush, and you can eat as much as you want."

Chen Ping stretched out his fingers and rubbed the center of his brows, what a gentleman.

Walking to the entrance of the alley, Daozu stopped, looked at the alley in front of him, and said with a smile: "My first disciple, the only disciple who personally collected it, once had a fable that said that people are worrying about nothing, but Lu Chen said that worrying about nothing is wrong." , is the great wisdom, so Lu Chen has always been afraid of a certain saying, the so-called long time is that the dreamer wakes up in the dream, and then the world will be unified at that moment. There is also a Taoist in Bai Yujing, who thinks It's very interesting. I'm afraid that his master is like a buzzing mosquito. Even if he breaks away from the shackles of heaven and is discovered, it's just a slap in the face. Another person in Bai Yujing, on the contrary, thinks The so-called detachment of the countless "heaven and earth" is just a red spot on our arm, which can be broken with the flick of a finger. This point, your senior brother Cui Chan has long thought of it. Generally speaking, it is the one of Lu Chen Thoughts are relatively the most incomprehensible, if you come to Bai Yujing as a guest in the future, you can talk to him in detail."

Daozu said: "Just come here."

Chen Ping bowed.

Daozu smiled and returned a Taoist Jishou.

The next moment, Chen Pingan returned to Dali Capital City. After thinking about it, he decided to go to Qin Tianjian.

In a house in the Daliqin Tianjian, someone burned incense, and the fairy mist curled up.

An outsider who just borrowed from Qin Tianjian, with a young face and surnamed Yuan, has helped the Taishi Bureau a lot in these years. Because he is proficient in latitude and longitude, moon phases, and finely researched techniques and secrets, he has perfected the Mongolian Mongolian Law for Qin Tianjian. Qi difference and fading method.

It was this person who had placed a small incense burner in front of him, holding incense chopsticks, and was burning Ganan incense.

It's just that the chief supervisor and deputy supervisor of Qin Tianjian are looking at each other face to face at this moment. Just now, the two old monks were still in a leisurely mood, and they joked a few words like officials often owed to study, and burned incense to read Suzi's poems.

Chen Ping's strike at the inn in the capital city before, and Ning Yao's sword strike afterward were both very loud, but they were not as shocking as the vision at that moment just now.

The Deputy Superintendent asked in a low voice: "Master Supervisor, is this hidden official a hidden Ascension-level swordsman?"

Jianzheng spread out his palms, looked at the cracked ancient tortoise shell, and sighed: "Your guess seems to be low."

The Deputy Superintendent suddenly slapped his knee with his palm, "I don't believe it! It's absolutely unreasonable!"

Even if Chen Pingan is a sword cultivator at the Ascension Realm,

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The deputy supervisor didn't believe it.

A Jade Raw Realm swordsman in his early 40s is already terrifying enough. As for that Ning Yao... what do you think she does.

The supervisor sighed, "No matter what the truth is, the situation is the current situation. Flood dragons are entrenched in the small pond, shaking their heads and tails casually. For the capital of Dali, it is an unstoppable turbulent sea. With force, It's an idiot's dream. Understand it with reason? Hehe, the lineage of Wensheng..."

The Deputy Superintendent said tentatively: "Then there is only emotion left?"

Jianzheng was shocked, Chen Ping'an really came!

However, the old monk still looked calm, pretending to nod suddenly and said: "I must report this matter to His Majesty immediately, and the Deputy Supervisor of the Labor Supervisor will treat the guests on my behalf. I just remembered that the Deputy Supervisor was in the cliff academy in the early years. It is the most suitable for those who have little conscience to speak, expressing affection. Among other things, Chen Pingan is still a nostalgic person, deputy supervisor, you go to express affection with him and prescribe the right medicine."

It is hard to say that the prison is suffering, and at the Changchun Palace, he was really harmed by the Empress Dowager Dali. Before Chen Pingan watched Zhengyang Mountain, he was resting on a wicker chair in the Guoyunlou Inn. The Empress Dowager Dali was very To take out the piece of natal porcelain and order him to use his magical power to observe mountains and rivers with his palm, and observe Chen Pingan from afar.

In the end, the supervisor and deputy supervisor, the two old men looked at the young monk who had been silent all along, "Mr. Yuan?"

The young monk smiled and said: "It's all here, since you can't drive it away, just wait and see what happens. Anyway, the worst result is that the Qin Tianjian is demolished. Anyway, Dali is rich now."

For the current Chen Pingan, a Qin Tianjian is like entering a land without people.

Glancing at the plaque, observe the image and tell the time.

The image of the sky can see good and bad, so the image of the sky is chosen by the sage.Qi practitioners of Qin Tianjian observe the sky, calculate the solar terms, establish Zhengshuo, and compile the calendar. They need to tell the emperor about the signs of prosperity and decline.

Heaven and earth have already put the "image" there, just like an open book, people in the world can read it casually, and monks read it more diligently, and all the gains may be their own Taoism and realm.

The "image" of the sky and the radical "image" of the character "image" are probably the purpose of a person's practice, and ultimately seem to be immortal with the heaven and the earth.

Chen Ping casually stepped into a library full of multiple mountains and rivers, and sighed in his heart. He deserved to be the third teacher of Bai Yujing who "can't beat anyone, and no one can beat him". The reason could not be simpler. Alone, alone in a complete world with no gaps in the avenue, and all other people in the world live together in another world, the two do not interfere, and the well water does not interfere with the river water.It's just that I don't know if a sword cultivator in the fourteenth realm can cut through this great barrier with a single sword.

There are almost no practice secrets on the Renyun Yiyun Building, and most of them are classics handed down from the three religions and hundreds of schools, so Chen Pingan wants to come here to read books.

Because the realm is there, flipping through the book is extremely fast, with a slight movement of consciousness, he can finish reading a book in an instant, and Chen Pingan takes off some ancient books that make his thoughts move slightly when he sees them, and then silently writes them down. those key words.

The mountains are like mountains, and the internal energy is released, even the sky and the earth.Is it related to the Sanshan Talisman?

A dragon transforms into a snake and dives into a scorpion.Will there be such a monster hidden in the wild world with this secret technique?

All demons, sweep the floor and burn incense?Is it related to ancient sacrifices?

In the end, Chen Ping took a few books, passed through the wall, put the books under his arm, and stood leaning on the railing in a green shirt.

On the other side of the square, a group of cultivators gathered, most of them were young, and some of them wore a bun and wore green clothes in a simple and simple style.In addition, there are some Yuedu Zhushi and Sichen masters with different costumes, both boys and girls.

A group of people were standing or sitting on the steps, standing or sitting, but no one was lazy, Qin Tianjian still had strict rules.

What they talked about the most was, of course, the arena match between Yu Hong and Zhou Haijing.

Then there are some experiences of mountains and rivers that go out for experience. It is not easy for the Qi trainers of Qin Tianjian to go out, so every time they travel, the distance of mountains and rivers will not be short.Every time he travels far away, there will be two groups of people secretly guarding the way, the priests of the Dali Criminal Department and the monks accompanying the army from all over the place, so there is no room for any mistakes.The qi-watching technique of the Great Liqin Tianjian is as rare as sword cultivation.

Chen Ping was hesitating whether to go back to the small town and go to Yang's shop to read the letter, or go back to the inn to find Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang, or go to the ferry to meet the two nephews?Or go directly to the palace?

Looking at those generally carefree young girls, Chen Pingan had to sigh, the youthful years are the cutest.

Qin Tianjian is divided into astronomy, geography, leak engraving, calendar, five elements, and sacrifice.

The Taishi Bureau, the Arithmetic Bureau, the Construction Bureau, and the Boundary Bureau, the Shandu Bureau and the Dialect Bureau were newly established not long ago.In addition, there are some bell and drum courtyards and Qingshui yamen of the Yinli Institute.

Among them, the calendar is engraved, also known as Lintai.The newly established Boundary Bureau is in charge of the yellow scale atlases of all dynasties for the royal family.

As for the dialect bureau, the Ministry of Rites collected the dialects of Yizhou, and the servant Zhao Yao was in charge of the matter, and it was finally stored in Qintianjian.

This is a huge expense involving the money of the gods, and the Ministry of Households often scolds the mother, because Zhao Yao once worked in the Ministry of Households for a few days, so he described the servant of the Ministry of Rites, who had suddenly risen to a high position, as a cub who sold his land. spendthrift.Those gangsters in the Ministry of War can't be provoked. You, Zhao Yao, are an official of the Ministry of Rites. It doesn't matter if you quarrel with your mouth.

Inside the Qin Tianjian, there is also a distinction between superior and inferior. Those who look at the sky look down on those who look down on the relatives. Lingtai Lang, who was born in Lintai and tested the calendar, has the most noble status, and no one looks down on him.

Chen Pingan looked around.

That one, the bird in the cage.

Chen Ping quietly raised his right hand and touched his left wrist.

Traveling far away and traveling far away, time flies like a shuttle, spring goes and autumn comes, thinking and thinking again, white horses pass through the gap, and you can watch the flowers on horseback.

What really made Chen Pingan hesitant the most was the fact that another person traveled together with him.

Should he rush to that battlefield, or...fuck straight to Tuoyue Mountain? !

Chen Pingan turned his head, because he didn't deliberately hide his tracks, so he came to the door.

It was the deputy of the horse supervisor, and an outsider named Yuan Tianfeng from the Qintian supervisor.

When Yuan Tianfeng saw this young hermit at close range, he was filled with emotion, his merits and virtues were complete, and the unity of man and nature!

Is he really a legendary fourteenth realm monk?

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Chen Pingan in Luopo Mountain, I have met Ma Jiancheng, Mr. Yuan."

It's not appropriate to call the deputy supervisor.

However, Chen Ping paid more attention to the "refreshing" young monk.

Regarding Qin Tianjian in the capital, Cui Dongshan specifically mentioned this Mr. Yuan, who was unknown in the Dali government and the public, and gave him a very high evaluation: refreshed, full of ambition, full of vigor, wonderful and amazing.

In the words of Pei Qian when he was a child, it is to let the big white goose praise people, that is, sister Nuanshu sleeps late, the sun comes out from the west, and the dog spits out ivory.

Deputy Ma Jian replied, "I have seen Mr. Chen."

It's probably implying that you, Chen Ping'an, are no longer a hermit now, but after returning to your hometown, you are a scholar of the literary sage lineage.

Yuan Tianfeng called Chen Pingan the Lord Chen Shan.

Deputy Supervisor Ma glanced at the few books under Chen Ping's armpit, but said nothing.

A good one comes uninvited, takes without telling, and leaves without saying goodbye.

Fortunately, those few books are not too expensive, and among the rare and rare books collected in the Qin Tianjian, there are two book flavors condensed by the literary movement, which are specially responsible for helping to pass them on.

What's more, Qin Tianjian's banned books that are truly secret are not kept in the library.Even if it was him, the Deputy Superintendent, if he wanted to look it up, the other two had to nod and agree. Any book he read would be recorded in the book.

With Chen Pingan's current realm and Taoism that seem to have "fallen from the sky", it is actually not difficult to find the traces of the formation, and even take the book and go back and forth, and it is destined that no one will know.

Yuan Tianfeng asked with a smile: "Chen Shanzhu, do you believe in fate?"

Chen Ping nodded without hesitation and smiled, "Of course."

Yuan Tianfeng suddenly made a round shape with a whisk in his hand, and then split it in the middle with the whisk, "Is that so?"

Chen Ping shook his head, raised his hand, put his fingers together, and drew a circle, but it didn't connect completely, and then it seemed to deviate slightly from the track, but the line didn't extend out.

Yuan Tianfeng nodded.

The Deputy Superintendent beside him stroked his beard and smiled.As for whether I understand or not, you two feel free to guess.

Chen Pingan asked in his heart: "Mr. Yuan is concentrating on studying how to deal with the Outer Heavenly Demon?"

Yuan Tianfeng did not deny this matter, and said a little helplessly: "It is as difficult as climbing the sky to measure the ocean."

Yuan Tianfeng seemed to be a little belatedly aware, and he didn't ask until now: "Master Chen Shan has heard of me?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Senior brother values ​​Mr. Yuan very much."

Yuan Tianfeng didn't pay much attention to it, but asked: "Chen Shanzhu is proficient in arithmetic?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "The more I look at it, the more I get a headache, but it's not bad to use it to lighten the sun."

Yuan Tianfeng said regretfully: "Actually, the number of students who should be included in the Dali imperial examination should not be small. I heard that Cui Guoshi had this intention, but it was a pity that it was not implemented in the end."

Chen Pingan hesitated.

Yuan Tianfeng asked suspiciously: "Does Master Chen have any objections? Or do you agree with my opinion?"

Chen Ping quickly waved his hands and smiled, "Although I can't decide on the imperial examination, I definitely dare not nod."

He took out a book and tapped his head. Chen Pingan said: "If it is really going to be included in the imperial examination, I will definitely not be the only one who has a headache. It is even conceivable that the scholars in the whole world are scratching their heads and jumping to curse at these arithmetic books. .”

Yuan Tianfeng laughed out loud.

This closed disciple of the literary sage's lineage is still very funny.

Deputy Ma Jian sighed, outsiders are welcome, you can chat and laugh here.

Chen Ping left and left, his figure disappeared in a flash.

Yuan Tianfeng smiled and said, "Don't ask me when to return the book?"

Deputy Ma Jian smiled and didn't say anything.

Chen Pingan appeared in the alley and found that Liu Jia was not there, so he chatted with Zhao Duanming for a few words, only to find out that Master Liu had stopped another old master before.

On the side of Longyao in the small town, a middle-aged monk silently recited a sentence: "My heart is like a spring breeze."

In the wild world, the digital sword cultivators traveling together, and the man in the middle wearing a lotus crown said, "Go to Tuoyue Mountain!"

(End of this chapter)