Sword comes

Chapter 961

The old scholar strode across the threshold, waved his hand, and signaled that everyone did not need to change positions. The old scholar was sitting on the bench next to Cui Dongshan.

Cui Dongshan's lips moved slightly, probably because he failed to call out the "Patriarch".

Chen Pingan took out a jug of wine and a set of Twelve Flower God wine glasses, which were all from the Confucian Temple's discussion last time, so he came here by chance and asked Xiaomi Li to help distribute the wine glasses and pour the wine.

The old scholar took the wine glass, and after the millet filled Master Wen Sheng's wine, he put the wine jar on the bench next to Master Wen Sheng. The old scholar remembered this and took out a large stack of red envelopes from his sleeve. There are two snowflakes in the red envelopes, which is not much money, but the Chinese New Year saying on the red envelopes, the ink has not been done for a long time, and it was written by the old scholar before he left Gongdelin.

So after the old scholar handed the red envelope to Xiaomi Li, he reminded with a smile: "Xiao Li, don't lose the red envelope, it's worth a little money, and it's mainly rare, so it's rare. When you're short of money to spend in the future, just go You Guanhu Academy or Shenjiazong in Aquarius Island, find a buyer who knows the goods, and don’t sell them for less than two Guyu coins.”

Cui Dongshan gently shook the red envelope in his hand, rustling, it was two snowflake money, not Xiaoshu money or Guyu money, but was slapped on the head by the old scholar.

Xiao Mili held the red envelope in both hands, bowed his head and saluted, and shouted in a crisp voice: "Happy New Year, Mr. Wensheng, thank you Mr. Wensheng, I wish Mr. Wensheng good luck like the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan, live a younger life, and be in a good mood every day."

The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled, "Okay, okay."

Even Chen Pingan has a red envelope.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Sir, I'm so old, I'll let it go."

The old scholar shook his head and said, "On Mr.'s side, you are all children, accept it, accept it quickly."

Chen Pingan had no choice but to accept the red envelope. The handwriting on it was all written by the same person, but the content of the auspicious words in each red envelope was somewhat different. It says "Family is safe". Since it can be confirmed that it is not written by Li Sheng and Jing Sheng Xiping, then it can only be the most holy teacher?

The old scholar took a sip of his drink, time is always the most unreasonable, like a thief who has never lost a fight and never failed to steal.Chen Ping'an has grown up, and it's the age of forty, and Xiao Baoping and Pei Qian have also grown up, so Junqian's disciples are left in the Wensheng lineage, and Zheng Youqian is still a serious child .

So the old scholar turned his head to look at Zheng Youqian, smiled and said: "Your doing, don't worry about growing up while your little uncle is still young, very young. You don't have to be too sensible when you are young and go out. Don’t be afraid of things that are reasonable, quarrel if you can, fight if you can fight, don’t rush to run if you can’t fight, report the name of the junior uncle, and ask the other party if you are afraid.”

Chen Ping said with a smile: "If it doesn't work to report the name of the little uncle, you should quickly report the name of the patriarch."

The old scholar laughed and said: "Report my name, be careful and get beaten twice."

Zheng Youqian whispered: "Master said that I have a bad temper and told me not to fight with others."

In fact, before Liu Shiliu left Haoran Tianxia, ​​he did mention something to Zheng Youqian. If someone really bullied him, don't bother your patriarch, just go find your little uncle.

The old scholar complained: "Nonsense. When I saw Jun Qian later, I insisted on saying a few words about him. Why did you lose your temper? You treat people with courtesy, and you are very knowledgeable and reasonable."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Senior brother Jun Qian is right, whoever has a better temper between the direct and second disciples of our literary sage lineage. Well, maybe Aquarius and Qingming are a little better."

Li Baoping squinted his eyes and smiled, "So-so."

Cao Qinglang smiled and said nothing.

The old scholar raised his wine glass and took a sip, "That's right."

Cui Dongshan grinned, and dared to talk back and tear down the old scholar face to face, and the old scholar still thought it was nothing, really only his husband.

The old scholar asked: "Ping'an, is it possible to re-enter the upper five realms in the near future?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I'm sure."

Only then did the old scholar feel relieved, and said: "Then I can approve the issuance of a Shanshui Mansion Newsletter, just to clarify for you, after the battle of Wenjian Tuoyue Mountain, I have fallen a lot and need to retreat for many years."

Today, the Zhongtu Confucian Temple has the strictest restrictions on Zongmen Mansion newspapers in thousands of years. Apart from following the decision of the Confucian Temple’s last discussion, it is not allowed to report the progress of the wild war without authorization, and even the war itself is not allowed. Any mountain-top fairy mansion makes unreasonable comments. In addition, regarding the developments of any Haoran mountain-top monk, no mansion newspaper can casually mention it. There are very few exceptions. Privately informed Haoran Tianxia that several sword immortals from the Great Wall of Sword Qi teamed up to ask the wild wilderness sword, and that Chen Pingan alone opened Tuoyue Mountain and the city head with the latest lettering... This is because Shan Haizong violated the rules and acted without authorization. Helping to intercede, plus the famous young hermit official in the world, and the closed disciple of the old scholar, so in this matter, since Wen Sheng was willing to let the net out, the Confucian Temple used a big matter to make it small. Shanhaizong was fined a sum of immortal money, and all the income from that mansion newspaper was handed over to the Confucian Temple, as well as a record of a mistake. Otherwise, the writer of Shanhaizong's mansion newspaper should have been in the Confucian Temple Gongde Forest by now. I have read the sage books hard.

"Earlier, I heard that the master was engraving letters on the top of the city, and I thought it was useless."

Cui Dongshan clicked his tongue and said: "When this mansion is reported to the present world, I heard that Mr. is only in the Nascent Soul Realm, so I immediately feel that it is okay."

As for why the old scholar made such an unnecessary move, it is not difficult to understand, it is to reduce criticism.

Since he is the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, why not go to the wild world?

Been there.

But there will definitely be new doubts in the future.

Now that you can engrave characters on the top of the city, why don't you go to the wild world?

So this residence newspaper is an explanation.

Cui Dongshan said: "In that mansion report, remember to mention it casually, saying that Chief Mi of our Qingping Sword Sect has broken through."

The old scholar asked doubtfully, "Mi Jianxian has finally broken through?"

Cui Dongshan said unhappily: "I just broke through."

The old scholar slapped his knees and laughed loudly: "It's kind!"

For a sect of swordsmanship, there is a sword cultivator in the fairyland as a gold-lettered signboard, so there is no need to worry about attracting the wind. It is others who are worried.

What's more, this Great Sword Immortal is still Mi Yu, the shadow of a famous tree, and the nickname Mi Lanyao won by Mi Yu in the two realms of Earth and Immortal, is still extremely important in Haoran Tianxia.

The old scholar said: "Just now, Master Han was the initiator, and I just made a trivial suggestion. The Confucian Temple urgently held a small-scale discussion of mountain gods. The Gods of the Five Sacred Mountains are all here, and there are dozens of big country mountain kings gathered together. Of course, they used a method similar to the way Liu Caishen and Yu Fatty visited Xiandu Mountain today. They chatted very lively, especially Zhou You, Huai Lian and the others came here on a whim and came back on a whim, looking at them, it seems that they still have something to say."

Li Sheng still rarely showed up.

Yasheng went to the wild world and was in charge of the specific affairs of the abbot Confucian Temple in the wild world.

Now the Confucian Confucian Temple is in charge of the Confucian Confucian Temple. The Confucian Confucian Temple has three principal and deputy leaders. Now there is only one deputy leader who stays in the Confucian Temple. This Master Han is considered the assistant of the Confucian Confucian Temple.

That's why the old scholar was ridiculed as a housekeeper by an old master surnamed Li.

These days, the old scholar was busy at the Confucian Temple, and he was really busy, day and night.

This time the Confucian Temple convened the mountain gods to discuss matters, because the water gods had the darts. You mountain gods can’t just watch from the sidelines. It’s not good to spread the word. Do something practical. Long talk, so as not to slander you, the mountain god, you will just stand by and enjoy the happiness.It's just that all the high-ranking mountain gods of all countries except the Five Sacred Mountains in Zhongtu clearly noticed that the old scholar seemed to be deliberately targeting Huailian, even the best-tempered Yanzhi Mountain female tiger, who was named "Bitter Vegetable" Zhu Yuxian was so anxious, she slapped the chair handle hard once, and directly refuted Wen Sheng a few words, Zhu Yuxian also threatened that in this Confucian temple, just discuss the matter as it stands, and stop saying a few strange insinuations, Wen Sheng, you are so weird She is going to leave on the spot, and please rest assured, Master Han, that Yanzhishan will not give up the pick, what to do, the Confucian Temple will give a list afterwards, the responsibility is, it is obligatory, she and Yanzhishan will definitely do it one by one, but Today she will never continue to suffer this anger in the Confucian Temple.It was rare for Zhu Yuxian to speak so harshly. Suishan Zhouyou was about to stand up and was about to leave the stage first. The old scholar hurriedly stood behind Zhouyou and pressed Suishan Tiger's shoulders with both hands, saying why he was still angry. It was just the look in the old scholar's eyes at that time , but glanced at the Guishan tiger with the divine name "Tianjin", who had no choice but to fall back into the chair as soon as he lifted his butt.

Chen Pingan said softly: "Actually, the reason why I was rejected on those hills is that I guessed that I might have received the indirect instructions from the most holy master in advance to prevent me from climbing on purpose. It has nothing to do with the four tigers. "

The old scholar said with guilt on his face: "Ah? There is such a tortuous secret? That is, Mr. Huailian misunderstood them. It's all right, Mr. has no other skills, but the most important thing is not to be afraid of misunderstanding, see you next time, Open the skylight and speak the truth, just open it, if they are really angry, the worst thing is that the husband will come to the door and apologize."

In fact, after the Confucian Temple Mountain God discussion, in Gongdelin, the old scholar waited for a few visits from Zhouyou. As expected, the five gods came together. Zhu Yuxian was the first to apologize, and the old scholar thanked her instead. After all, this The female tiger's phrase "don't give up the pick, do it one by one" is the result that the old scholar, or the Confucian Temple wants. With Zhu Yuxian taking the lead in expressing his position, the rest of the mountain gods know it well.As for the "noisy" during the discussion process, such as a few dishes of wine for people to drink, to be honest, those tigers of the great dynasty may want to replace the gods of the Five Sacred Mountains and be ridiculed by Wen Sheng himself.

Just talking about the debate on the Three Religions, before the emergence of the old scholars, they were almost always Buddhists in the Western Buddhist countries. Those Tripitaka masters who were not only proficient in the classics and laws, but also very familiar with the other two teachings, defeated the Confucian Chinese Temple of Confucianism and Taoist Baiyu. Beijing, Confucian Temple and Baiyujing even if they have occasional victories, they have never "connected to the village", especially Confucianism, which has always lost a lot, so the old scholar turned out to win two debates in a row, making the two debates famous. Among the masters of the two religions who are disciples of Buddhism and Taoism, many people directly switched to Confucianism, which was once regarded as a kind of... "unprecedented" feat.

Old Master Li, who is currently working temporarily in the Confucian Temple, once said a well-known fair saying, "The old scholar doesn't joke with you and say strange things, so is he seriously quarreling with you?"

The old scholar was probably worried that this closed disciple would think too much, and would feel that he was causing trouble for himself, so he explained with a smile: "Zhou You is actually like a mirror in his heart, and he congenial with me. My dear brother, he won’t be able to turn against me with anyone. The rest of Huailian and the others have a good impression of you. Dim sum knot, it’s an old account that’s hard to get over. Fellow Daoist Tianjin still feels that he’s a bit too embarrassed to get off the stage. This time you’re going to visit Guishan, and he did get the secret instruction from the Confucian Temple, so he didn’t dare to show up. I can't explain a little to you, I can only let Miaozhu go to the foot of the mountain, bite the bullet and talk to you harshly, and seeing that you are very polite, neither making trouble nor swearing, in fact, he is also comfortable in his heart now There are too many, and the husband deliberately asked a friend to promote Guishan, saying that Guishan is so big, it is worthy of being the backbone of Guishan. Mr. Yinguan went back to the house... Therefore, in the Confucian Temple, Guishan Mountain has more face. Whenever young people mention Guishan Mountain in their spare time, they will give a thumbs up, and sincerely praise our fellow Taoist Tianjin Daoist. Now that the face is there , There are also steps. After the discussion is over, at the Gongde Forest, Fellow Daoist Tianjin asked me to send a message, saying that he welcomes the official Yin to visit Guishan. Anyway, the wine at Guishan is very good, sir. I agreed to help you first, as for whether to go to Guishan in the future, it is a very random thing."

Chen Ping couldn't help laughing and said, "It's really embarrassing for Mr. Xi Ping and Old Master Li, and they have to be Mister's microphone."

Cui Dongshan murmured softly: "It turns out that I put it here secretly to show off my connections."

Li Baoping gave the big white goose a thumbs up, and praised: "Brother Cui's brain is still tough."

Cui Dongshan smiled awkwardly, "What?"

The millet grain scratched its face, and the big white goose imitated my words and did something.

Chen Pingan took out a small wooden box from his sleeve, handed it to Cao Qinglang, and said with a smile, "There is a very good ancient sword pill in it, named 'Niwan', try it, see if you can refine it, Take it as a congratulatory gift from the master for your alchemy."

The patterns engraved on the wooden box can be described as exquisite, with many auspicious images such as priests riding dragons, female immortals riding phoenixes, and ancient real people riding tortoises.

Cao Qinglang hesitated for a moment, then stood up, took the wooden box with both hands, and respectfully bowed to Mr.

Pei Qian rolled his eyes, and Cao Mutou was the one with the most rules.

Chen Ping looked at his husband, and said to Cao Qinglang, "Mr.'s husband also retrieved a high-grade sword pill from Suishan, but unfortunately, my qualifications are mediocre, and I have never been able to get that sword pill." The real refinement of a sword pill into a natal object can only be regarded as a kind of middle refinement."

The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled. What is this called?

Chen Pingan continued to introduce: "This sword pill was once the treasure of the town house in Ziyang Mansion. It was originally the current mountain head of Dafu Academy, and it was given to Wu Yi, the eldest daughter of the first wife, as a gift for her to enter the fifth middle class. Wu Yi is also the founding father of the Ziyang Mansion in Huang Tingguo. For so many years, Wu Yi has never opened all the restrictions on this sword box. It is estimated that she was planning to fall in love with a certain sword fairy embryo in the future as an apprentice gift. send out."

"I just picked it up, and it's a veritable pick-up, so Jianwan must be given away as soon as possible, so that I won't dare to see Wu Yi in the future. If she regrets it, she will really ask her to return it. I It can be said that it has been given away, and it can be said ten thousand steps back that this rare sword pill named 'Niwan' can be traded in to make up for money, as for the item, it will not be returned, after all, it is a good item that you can miss if you miss it."

"It's clear, why don't you open it and have a look. When the master just got it, a series of purple and gold characters emerged, and the meaning of the content is very great. There is a saying that 'the face of the wall has been unknown for thousands of years, and the Sanqing only needs a clay body', but once it is opened, The writing is like melting snow, this kind of vision is quite rare. According to Wu Yi, Jianwan has a great origin. As for how the treasure of the mountain that was given to the mountain of the crown prince of the Western Mountains will be scattered outside the mountain, and how it will be obtained by Cheng Shanzhang, it is probably another mess."

Cao Qinglang nodded and said: "Students have read in books that in ancient times Xishan was in charge of the casting and smelting of hardware, and also governed the feathers and birds of the world, so the most important responsibility is a bit similar to the Ministry of Industry of the later generations of the mountain."

Chen Ping nodded with a smile. Cao Qinglang's words were almost exactly the same as what he said when he was with Wu Yi. Mr. and his students all read miscellaneous books and like to read miscellaneous books.

Once Cao Qinglang takes over the suzerain position in the future, if he is not a sword cultivator, there is no need to have any doubts about whether he can convince the public. From Luopo Mountain to Xiandu Mountain, in this regard, he is not particularly particular about realm, identity, etc., but Cao As Qingping Sword Sect's second suzerain, Qingping is not a sword cultivator, which is a pity after all. Especially Cao Qinglang is a thoughtful person since he was a child, and he probably will take the initiative to drink by then.

Since Chen Pingan insisted on bringing himself back from Dumb Lake back to Luopo Mountain, Zhou Mili was not only included in the Shanshui Genealogy of the Patriarch of Jise Peak, but also directly in place, so that Xiaomi Li was promoted to the right guardian of Luopo Mountain. Protect the mountain and worship.

Probably from that moment on, everyone knew what was going on.

The young mountain owner respects everyone's wishes, and indeed anything can be discussed.

But as long as Chen Pingan regards it as a major event in the true sense of Luobashan, there is no room for discussion, disputes, or confusion.

After Cao Qinglang opened the sword box, the room was instantly filled with sword energy, but Chen Pingan was about to block it, but stopped immediately, because the "lifeless" sword pill suddenly turned into a pocket flying sword. Then he flew into the air and stabbed Cao Qinglang's hand holding the box in an instant. Even though Cao Qinglang was a golden core cultivator, he still couldn't escape this sudden "question of the sword". The blood bead disappeared, and the sword pill was like a thirsty person drinking sweet spring, hovering in the air, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, buzzing, like a child jumping for joy.

On the mountain, this is a kind of active "recognition of the master" similar to psychic things, and it is also a kind of fairy family opportunity that can't be met.

To put it simply, it means that Cao Qinglang has already "refined" this "nidao" on the spot without doing anything, which is called a tacit understanding.

As for when to successfully practice, Cao Qinglang is nothing more than a time-consuming grind, and he is destined to not have any difficulties.

After that, a "niwan" flying sword lingered on the branches like a bird, circling around its owner Cao Qinglang.

Then everyone looked at Chen Pingan in unison.

Even the millet grains are no exception. Could it be that the good man, the mountain master, is really "average aptitude"?

Cui Dongshan hiccupped on purpose to help his husband break the awkward atmosphere.

The old scholar couldn't help laughing, raised his glass and said with a smile, "Drink, drink."

After drinking the wine, Chen Pingan looked calm and said with a smile: "Qing Lang, I am not very familiar with Huai Lian, the tiger in Juxu Mountain, but now there is a Feng Jun who is known as the 'Green Bull Taoist', Revisiting the old place, I met the old man for the first time on the night sailing boat before, and we hit it off very well. It just so happened that this old man happened to be one of the three old men who were resident on land in ancient Xishan Mountain. One of them is Niaojushan, next time you visit the Divine Continent of Central Earth, you can humbly ask the old senior about the true origin of this sword pill."

Cao Qinglang smiled and nodded, "Okay, students must go to Juxu Mountain and Niaoju Mountain."

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Sir, the one who slays the dragon?"

The old scholar smiled and said: "Although this senior on the mountain cannot be regarded as a pure sword cultivator in the fourteenth realm in a narrow sense, don't underestimate this dragon-slaying man."

Cui Dongshan curled his lips, "Of course it's great, 'I have dragon-slaying skills, please look at the sword light'. Besides, this guy is Zheng Juzhong's master."

People like Zheng Juzhong don't mind bullying their masters and exterminating their ancestors at all, but the problem is that if outsiders dare to confront his master, then Tieshu Mountain in Zhongtu, which is like the "mountain closure", is the best example.

The old scholar nodded, "It is indeed very powerful. Qi practitioners of later generations can only roughly guess this person's swordsmanship through word of mouth. The key truth is that about 3000 years ago, the appearance of Chen Qingliu was an isolated case, not only for the genus of Jiaolong, but also for the whole world... It is still not very accurate, it should be said that it is for the entire world of several worlds, all Water ancestry and narcissus are both an invisible way to suppress. In the past, Chen Qingliu used his sword alone to kill all the dragons. When he met the masters of his various dragon palaces and water palaces, let you sit in the small world. Facing this person is still the same as falling first. In a situation, there is no way out, there are always some people who have something, it seems that there is no reason to say at all."

"In addition, according to the Confucian Temple's secret file, by the way, you have heard about this matter, forget it, don't let it out, otherwise it will have a lot to do with it. In addition to the saber, Chen Qingliu also has two natal flying swords. Just by listening to the names, you will know the power, one is called 'Water Source', and the other is called 'Fire Spirit'. In this way, by the way, all Qi practitioners who practice Water Art, especially those who major in Water Art, As long as you meet Chen Qingliu, you can imagine the fate of being asked the sword."

"Let me tell you a little more story. The Haoran monk who stopped Yangzhi from returning to the wilderness through the Guixu was Liu Qi who returned to Haoran from Qingming Tianxia. In fact, the Confucian Temple has some targeted plans for the wild monster. Yes, if Concubine Fei hadn't escaped fast enough, Chen Qingliu was already on her way to intercept her at that time, once Chen Qingliu found her whereabouts, Concubine Fei's fate would probably be worse than that of Yang Zhi."

Chen Pingan hesitated.

I wanted to ask Chen Qingliu why he wanted to slay the dragon, what was the cause, and what was his original intention.

The old scholar hesitated for a moment, raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and used a very subtle statement, which seemed to be far from the topic, and answered irrelevantly, "This is also one of the reasons why Zou Zi is 'worried about the sky' alone. Sir, do you understand that? ?”

Sword cultivators have their own reasons for doing things.

There is great freedom, without restraint.

So what about the common people in the world after a pure swordsman handed the sword smoothly.

Chen Ping smiled and nodded.

The old scholar said with a relieved smile: "You are a man with a clear distinction between grievances and grievances. You don't need to be too restrained because of this. If you go to the other extreme, it will be bad."

A person with many people in his heart tends to be soft-hearted and looks at the world too gently.

"The swordsmanship of the world, tracing back to its origin, is actually just a few fundamental lines."

The old scholar said along the topic: "This is similar to the five tones, Gongshangjiao Huiyu, but the five tones change endlessly and are indescribable. The same is true for swordsmanship."

Having said that, the old scholar turned to look at Cui Dongshan.

Cui Dongshan looked bewildered, and shook the wine jar with his hand, "Well, there is still wine here."

The old scholar stretched out his hand and twisted the ear of the boy in white, "You like to play dumb, don't you, lawless."

Cui Dongshan tilted his neck, complaining endlessly, "It hurts, it hurts, what's the matter, can you give me an accurate sentence."

The old scholar said: "At the bottom of that well back then, your husband took two swords in the head and was eaten by you?!"

Cui Dongshan tilted his head, with a look of lovelessness on his face, sniffled his nose, raised a sleeve and wiped his face, feeling extremely wronged.

Chen Pingan was at a loss at first, but after hearing what the husband said, he immediately understood.

Maybe the three wisps of sword energy lingering in his Qi Palace back then were the three veins in a certain sense... The ancient sword way can at least be regarded as an important branch of the three main veins.

As a result, two strands of sword energy were "rewarded" to Cui Dongshan who was hiding under the well and refused to show his head.

The husband and the student really have a deep relationship from the very beginning.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Sir, let Dongshan arrange the ownership of the two wisps of sword energy. It can be regarded as my congratulatory gift to Qingping Sword Sect."

The old scholar let go of his hand and nodded, "It's just that he is angry but he is acting good when he gets a bargain. He always thinks everyone is a fool."

Cui Dongshan rubbed his ears, full of resentment, "I have long-term usefulness, and I will not use public affairs for personal gain."

The old scholar bent his fingers and smashed a chestnut on Cui Dongshan's head. He said in a deep voice: "A person's abundant knowledge will bring him a huge trap. The superiority in computing power and intelligence, that kind of habit Sex is condescending and looks at everyone's eyes, sooner or later there will be problems, big problems!"

Cui Dongshan shook his body and began to play tricks, howling dryly: "Why do you only teach me a lesson, why do you only blame me, Aquarius, big sister, Cao Qinglang..."

Chen Ping coughed.

Cui Dongshan sat upright immediately, and said solemnly: "Master Patriarch has taught you well, and I will write down every word on paper later."

Xiaomi Li turned her head to look at the desk, and asked softly, "Sect Master Cui, do you want to help me get the pen and paper?"

Even Xiao Li, who is closest to him, started to turn his elbows outward.Cui Dongshan was speechless at first, and then started howling again.

Xiao Mili hurriedly handed over a handful of melon seeds, and Cui Dongshan finally smiled.

Chen Pingan didn't care about this guy, changed the subject, and said with a smile: "I met Zhao Yao in the capital city of Dali earlier, and our servant minister had an idea, and planned to gather that fairy sword again. The four 'Taibai' are grouped into one, probably in the hope that we will see that Mr. Bai again in the future and return them to their original owners."

The old scholar nodded and said, "It's very thoughtful. The idea is good, but it's too difficult to implement. It's really too difficult."

Cui Dongshan said angrily: "Zhao Shilang really ate a bear's heart and leopard's courage. Doesn't he know that Mr. occupies one of the four fairy swords? When we meet in the future, don't expect me to call him Brother Zhao!"

"Taibai", one of the four fairy swords, except for the scabbard still exists, the body of the sword was divided into four, and each recognizes its master, namely Chen Pingan, Zhao Yao, Fei Ran, and Liu Cai.

And because Zhao Yao studied with a scholar for many years on that isolated island overseas, so in a sense, he can actually be regarded as half of Bai Ye's student.

Wanting to gather a fairy sword "Taibai" again means that Zhao Yao must at least ask the other three swordsmen, and all three swordsmanship must be successful.

So there was a conversation about this fairy sword in Dalijing City earlier.

Zhao Yao spoke first, but he called him by his first name, Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan immediately reminded: "It's outrageous, I have to call you little uncle."

Then it got cold.

After all, the two sides were talking about business, so Chen Ping smiled and said, "If you win the sword against my junior uncle, you can take my Yeyou sword."

It was just that Chen Pingan added, "Of course, you can also ask me about boxing."

This nephew Zhao Yao is a thief, so he asked with a smile, "What about studying?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Learning? You are still far behind."

Zhao Yao smiled and said nothing, as if four words were written on his face, disapproving.

Chen Pingan said: "Mr. Qi said that the truth is in the book, but being a man is not in the book."

Zhao Yao thought for a while, then nodded, "In this case, I am indeed far behind my little uncle."

Li Baoping asked doubtfully, "Is Zhao Yao a sword cultivator?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "It's not a sword cultivator, at least not for the time being. Probably he wants to follow the same path of cultivation as Mr. Bai."

Li Baoping said: "Zhao Yao is more accepting of death, he is still very smart."

Because I am from the same town and even a classmate, I know the roots and the bottom.

But for the boy in the school back then, maybe for the little girl in red who was in a hurry every day, now I often think of that peer who must be the last to step on the school and the first to leave the school, or More or less there will be a bit of psychological shadow...

The point is that this little girl walks alone every day. On the way to and from school, with a small schoolbag on her shoulders, she will jump up and down, shouting and drinking. When someone asks her occasionally, she will say that she is practicing martial arts.

Li Huai didn't need to say anything.Even Zhao Yao, who was also from Fulu Street, was chased by Li Baoping with a tree branch and beaten all the way home when he went to school when he was a child, because he accidentally bullied a girl with braids. The elders asked her why she did it.The little girl in the red padded jacket replied, "It doesn't work to reason with him. If you don't admit your mistake, you can't lie to me if you don't admit it.They were all neighbors, and it was a fight between children. Zhao's parents couldn't say anything, and they didn't dare to say that Zhao Yao would fight back by himself. He really couldn't beat that little girl who liked to climb over walls since she was a child.Then when Zhao Yao came home from get out of class the next day, the child was pitiful, with footprints all over his body. It turned out that on the way to school, although Zhao Yao had deliberately detoured and carefully selected a route home, the little girl in the red padded jacket was still sitting on the sidelines. , I happened to be caught right, and I jumped up and kicked, like to sue, right?I don't move my hands, just move my feet.But in fact, in order to be able to move only her feet and not her hands, the little girl bumped into the wall several times, and finally sprained her ankle. She still insisted on "going home with Zhao Yao", but Zhao Yao just went out the next day. Then I found that Li Baoping was squatting outside and blocking the door. The child was afraid and wronged, and felt sad all of a sudden. He squatted on the ground and hugged his head, crying loudly. The limping little girl came to him and asked him Whether to admit it or not, Zhao Yao, who was full of snot and tears, still refused to admit his mistake, but suddenly started rolling all over the floor.It's worthless, if you can't beat it, just call in the rescuers.The little girl in the red padded jacket turned around and walked away. After walking a dozen steps with her shoulders up and down, she stopped suddenly, turned her head to look at the peer who was sitting on the ground and had stopped crying, and signaled him with her eyes, waiting, When we got near the school, we competed again.

Even if Zhao Yao is like this, let alone Lin Shouyi and Dong Shuijing. If you think about it too much, you may have to shed tears of bitterness.

So in the old school in the small town, the teacher often taught there. The little girl in the red padded jacket was first hit by a board, and then she was punished to stand at the end of the school, or outside the school window, secretly standing on her own, with her arms around her chest, and she was born. stuffy.

The old scholar drank almost half of the jug of wine, his face was already flushed, he got up and said with a smile: "Got it, there are still a lot of things waiting."

It's rare that Cui Dongshan didn't talk about anything. He really wasn't an old scholar and hypocritical. He was really busy, and he took care of the world's affairs on his shoulders. It wasn't a joke.

Of course, it is not possible to sneak a moment while busy, but some Confucian Temple decisions may only be a moment's difference in speed, and the final result presented in the wild world is the difference between clouds and mud.

Everyone in the house stood up and followed the old scholar to the outside of the house. The old scholar wanted to cross the threshold, so he stepped back and went straight to Gongde Forest. He just walked and walked outside the gate of the house, and then walked, When he reached a gazebo by the cliff of Mixue Peak, the old scholar stopped and just looked up at the plaque. The old man stopped walking up the stairs and walked into the Nayun Pavilion with a wide view, looking at Chen Pingan. A few of them laughed and said, "Don't send them away, just return them all."

Old people grow old year by year, but it is difficult for young people to get younger.

The old scholar looked at them, proud and proud, but also a little sad. He wanted his juniors to grow up with the principles in the book, but he didn't want the children to grow up early. It was just such an extremely contradictory thought, probably Only when you become a father and a teacher can you truly appreciate it.The old man resisted putting all his words in his stomach, and just smiled and said: "In the future, if there is a chance, you can go to the Confucian Temple Gongde Forest as guests together, and it will not be a problem to make a list of books you want to read in advance. "

Chen Pingan took the lead and bowed farewell.

The old scholar nodded with a smile, and returned to the Confucian Temple across continents.

In the bright moonlight in the sky, the young man in a hurry in the world has the most hasty footsteps.