The second floor of the bamboo building.

Chen Ping'an sat cross-legged, his fists propped up on his knees, panting, his face covered in blood, and the floor ticking.

Fortunately, the bamboo building is extremely mysterious, and it is equivalent to a dust cleansing charm in itself, so you don't have to worry about affecting the "elegance" of the bamboo building.

However, I heard that the girl in the pink skirt often came to the second floor with a small bucket to wipe the floor, day after day, so she was also the only "outsider" who could enter the second floor.

Hey Boxing is over. As for the so-called teaching boxing and fighting, what is the truth, take a look at the embarrassed Chen Ping'an, the calm and relaxed barefoot old man, it is clear.

But Chen Ping'an still feels a little weird, no more than the old man's hard work, Chen Ping'an can only bear it from beginning to end, and now he is learning boxing again, it seems that he is more about sharpening his skills, and then intentionally or unintentionally, to help him consolidate the boxing intent of "no one in front of him", the old man is occasionally in a good mood, so he mutters a few words of rhyming boxing, as for whether Chen Ping'an, who knocks down with a punch from time to time, can hear it, he is distracted and heard, and he has no ability to keep it in mind, the old man doesn't care.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you need to temper your physical body and three souls and six spirits?"

Cui Cheng sneered: "I taught a child to eat with chopsticks and vegetables, and I am already a teenager, do I need to teach it again?" Are you so stupid, or am I blind and picked a fool?"

Chen Ping'an wanted to speak and stopped, he would be suspicious, people who practice martial arts, temper the word "pure", it stands to reason that every realm needs it, and after the qi practitioner got the secret of the immortal family, he paid attention to the master leading the door to practice in person, which is not quite the same.

Cui Cheng seemed unwilling to take advantage of this matter, and asked, "I heard that you used to let Zhu Yong use the golden body to fight with you?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "It's very difficult to deal with." ”

Cui Cheng shook his head and said: "The fire is too far away, Zhu Yong doesn't dare to kill you, and you know that Zhu Yong won't kill you, it's like a pair of crazy men and women flirting and scolding, you scratch me, I touch you once, how can it really benefit martial arts." ”

Chen Ping'an's scalp tingled when he heard this.

Cui Cheng said: "From tomorrow, call Zhu Yong to the second floor, and I will keep an eye on your mutual feeding fists." ”

Chen Ping'an was puzzled: "Isn't it the same?"

Cui Cheng sneered: "The same? Zhu Yong dares not to kill you, I will kill him with one punch, do you think it can be the same? Remember, make it clear to Zhu Yong, don't take it seriously, I don't want to repeat these words in front of a corpse at that time." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled, "The seniors still have a crush on Zhu Yong?"

Cui Cheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, "When will this guy's cleverness and wealth be gone, and there will be no drop left, so that he can barely enter my eyes." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I have studied with Zhu Yong of the Golden Body Realm, and I have never been able to seriously injure him once, every time he still has spare strength, as long as I listen to his sycophants after feeding his fists, I will know." ”

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "You don't have it, I do." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled.

There are many people in the world who are not afraid of hardship, and if there are more people, there will be good things that will be rewarded if they endure hardship, but there are not many.

Although Chen Ping'an didn't know why Zhu Yong had stayed in Luoluo Mountain for three years and never learned boxing from the old man, as long as the old man opened this mouth, it would be a great thing for Zhu Yong, who had two bottlenecks in his own boxing and martial arts realm, which were extremely difficult to break. Almost everything, Chen Ping'an will discuss with the parties, never insist on what the other party must do, whether Sui is on the right side or not, whether Shi Rou is willing to accept the immortal relics, all of them are the same, but Zhu Yong climbed to the second floor to practice martial arts, in case Zhu Yong is reluctant for some reason, Chen Ping'an will also persuade and grind more.

Cui Cheng suddenly said: "Thinking about the good people around you, it is naturally good." But you have to remember that practicing martial arts to reach the top and punching invincible is a very ...... after all Lonely thing. Both, you have to be clear. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I once watched chess and realized a swordsmanship on paper, that is, cutting and circlering, relying on this in Shujian Lake, I have gone through many difficulties......"

Without waiting for Chen Ping'an to finish his heartfelt words, the old man sighed: "It is worthy of being a swordsman with a sword fairy sword on his back, he is mediocre in learning boxing, and he is so talented in practicing swords...... It seems that I delayed you from becoming a Great Sword Immortal, is this good?"

Chen Ping'an knew that something was wrong, so he had to clap the ground and let himself slide out backwards in a sitting position, so as to avoid the old man's unreasonable angry punch. As for getting up and dodging, you don't have to think about it.

Sure enough.

The weeds overgrow the corn.

The old man stomped his feet, the bamboo building shook for shock, Chen Ping'an, whose body had just leaned back a few points, was actually the whole person bounced into the air, and the tall figure came in an instant, if it was an iron horse chisel formation, it would be just a punch, and the pain was only in an instant, but the old man obviously didn't plan to let Chen Ping'an go like this, it was Chen Ping'an's most familiar and favorite god-man drum style to use against the enemy, and then it was fourteen punches, Chen Ping'an was like catkins fluttering, floating around, and never landed.

When poor Chen Ping'an fell, it was the time of fainting.

The taste of hitting a dozen punches in a drum style for a god, especially Cui Cheng, the ancestor of this punch, can really make people want to die.

Even though Chen Ping'an fainted and lost his mind completely, his body was still rolling on the ground.

The old man watched for a moment, nodded, and seemed to be satisfied, which meant that this kid's fist intent was really "alive".

A true martial arts master, when he is asleep in his dream, even if he encounters a top assassin, he only needs to sense a trace of murderous energy, he can still pull the fist intent, get up and punch and kill the enemy in an instant, this is the reason.

However, the old man still did not let go of Chen Ping'an, and kicked the pure true qi in Chen Ping'an's body with his toes, and interrupted him with a kick.

Like a chisel formation of elite cavalry, it has pierced through the enemy's infantry formation on the battlefield.

Chen Ping'an's body was full of joints, suddenly like firecrackers exploding, like the sound of soldiers on the battlefield, because the old man's anger stopped, the "cavalry" chiseled through the formation, and there was no stay, so Chen Ping'an's pure true qi quickly gathered.

In the battle of the old dragon city, Du Mao's sword-swallowing boat, the original blow pierced Chen Ping'an's abdomen, the reason why Chen Ping'an suffered from endless diseases in the future is that it is difficult to eliminate, will not retreat, and will continue to eat away at the soul, and the old man this time, but there is no such drawback, so the rumors in the rivers and lakes that "the end of the martial arts punch, the power is as big as the tide to destroy the city, and the power is like a flying sword through the eye of a needle", it is by no means an exaggeration.

Wufu's pure true qi is broken, but it still does not hurt the word "pure", which is one of the housekeeping skills of the three realms of refining gods, such as the golden body, the distant travel, and the mountain top.

And the martial artist under the golden body realm, the true qi is completely broken as soon as the true qi is broken, and the new qi is to expose the flaws, how can he fight with the great monk for a long time?

However, this method of feeding fists is not suitable for all junior martial artists.

Just like ordinary people holding bowls to receive rice, the bowl of rice is as hot as coals, not to mention the bowl, it will burn the palms of your hands.

Whether it is Cen Yuanji in Luoluo Mountain, or the potter woman in the Yang family's pharmacy, they are also considered martial arts geniuses, but they are destined to be unable to withstand this hardship.

It's just that they have their own martial arts opportunities, and the martial arts road seems to be a small road, but they all have their own single-plank bridges to walk.

Women practice martial arts, there are pros and cons, Cui Cheng once traveled to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and he has seen many amazing and brilliant female grandmasters, such as a clever word, a soft word, reaching the peak, Rao is Cui Cheng, who was already a martial artist in the Ten Realms, will also be breathtaking, and compared with men, he often has a longer lifespan, and the martial arts go farther.

Cui Cheng has several big regrets in his life, one of which is that he has never been against the female Valkyrie in Middle-earth.

I can only hope that this kid at my feet will not let myself down.

It's not that the old man looks down on the heroic women in the world, but the four martial arts peaks in the world let one woman monopolize it, overlooking the heroes, it always makes the old man feel a little uncomfortable.

As for Chen Ping'an's temporary inferiority to the peer named Cao Ci, the old man was not in a hurry at all.

Chen Ping'an's most brilliant thing lies in the words tenacity and understanding, with good toughness and high understanding. What if Cao Ci was a martial arts genius who had not been encountered for a thousand years, and what if he had reached the Nine Realms and Ten Realms first? After all, he still had to wait for his old enemies to fight for him at the dangerous pass of the Eleventh Realm. Of course, if Chen Ping'an walks too slowly and doesn't succeed, maybe Cao Ci will turn his head and fight with his master, if she is now the legendary eleventh realm, then Cao Ci will be with the old guy who likes to fish for whales in the sea of clouds, grab a grab.

It's no more than three.

The cultivators who really stood on the top of another high mountain would not have watched one pure martial artist after another build a long bridge for the dead-end road.

Back then, the Taoist master Lu Shen came to the bamboo building to see him, and pulled him Cui Cheng into the world where Lu Shen was in charge, was it just for fun?

Cui Cheng sighed, squatted down, stretched out his thumb, and gently helped Chen Ping'an wipe the blood on his face.

The matter of enduring hardships is indeed much stronger than that of his grandson.

Wealthy and noble sons, those with better conduct, who have helped the people in the world, and left a name in history, all think that it is a matter of course, and those with poor temperament play in life, and feel that it is a matter of course to be born to enjoy happiness.

Born in a cold family, ambitious, glorious ancestors, incapable, full of anger, no matter what, they can endure hardships more.

The old man sat beside Chen Ping'an, gently brushing his sleeves, the bamboo door was wide open, and the mountain breeze was blowing, uninvited.

Chen Ping'an's breathing has stabilized.

The recuperation of pure martial arts, pay attention to a deep sleep like death.

Chen Ping'an has been in Shujian Lake all these years, and he lacks this the most.

In fact, in the eyes of the old man, Chen Ping'an has traveled several times, but he lacks the beauty of sleepiness and calmness, only when he practices the sword furnace pile, it is slightly better, otherwise the bowstring is tight, and he will not be beaten to death on the rivers and lakes, and the road of martial arts will be flawed. But the old man still hasn't broken it, just like he hasn't broken the strongest martial arts gift in each realm of martial arts, there are some hurdles, and the young people have to go through it themselves, and the truth can be profound, otherwise even if the Holy Ancestor sits in front of him and spits and spits bitterly, it may not work.

Cui Cheng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said to himself: "But then again, the family also got up from the Han clan, but the family of the powerful, afraid of the fifth generation of the gentleman, and the poor people are worried about the sentence that the dragon gives birth to the dragon and the phoenix gives birth to the phoenix and the mouse gives birth to the hole in the ground." Once Luoluo Mountain has its own sect in the future, the troubles will be different from many clan lords and immortal mansions, not to argue who is right and who is wrong, but who is more right. That kind of trouble, small and small, big and big, but it is bigger than the sky, it depends on whether you Chen Ping'an can convince the public by then, that kind of tempering of the state of mind, and Shujian Lake's big mistake in facing people close to you, will be two kinds of scenery. ”

Cui Cheng turned his head to look at the sleeping young man, and said with a smile: "It's a good thing to be afraid of death, you are young, don't die, there are great rivers and mountains, there are nine continents in a vast world alone, how much have you seen now?"

The old man seemed to be in a good mood suddenly, and laughed, "With the Five Realms against the Five Realms, of course, I will win, but it is inevitable that I will be punched a lot by your kid, so if I win, I will also lose, where do you want me to put my face?"

The old man laughed, "Little rabbit, what about a long journey, you are still very tender." ”

After laughing, the old man said in a deep voice, "It's time to break through the realm." As long as you don't let that Cao Ci open the gap between the two realms and bite it hard, one day in the future, don't say that you can find the field and win three games in a row, as long as you catch up and overtake, it will be no problem to win him thirty times at that time!"

The old man suddenly looked a little depressed, although this kid's future achievements are worth looking forward to, but when he thought that it would be an extremely long journey, the old man was a little unhappy, turned his head, looked at the guy who was sleeping heavily, he was angry, brushed his sleeves over, and scolded angrily: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, is it a pig? Get up and practice boxing!"

Chen Ping'an was blown out by the gust of wind, hit the wall, and woke up in a daze, Cui Cheng had already stood up, his face was gloomy, he stepped out in one step, and stepped on it heavily.

Chen Ping'an rolled sideways, and only then could he avoid that kick.

Cui Cheng opened his mouth and said: "When can you calmly deal with a golden body realm martial artist, in the battle of life and death, if you don't lose too badly, you can go down the mountain, then whether you go to the middle of Aquarius to meet friends, or go to Beiju Luzhou to wander, it's up to you, but if you can't do it, just stay in this bamboo building honestly and enjoy the blessings, otherwise you will also send someone a family belongings, so that even the good money boy who is sent out with his small life, wants to do it?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "You can't die!"

Cui Cheng asked, "Why? With you, Chen Ping'an's life is more precious than others?"

Chen Ping'an said in a deep voice: "With the predecessor who taught me boxing, the surname is Cui Mingcheng!"

The old man was stunned, nodded slightly, and said with relief: "This sentence is really not a sycophant, just rush to this beautiful sentence and tell the truth...... If you don't reward an old fist, I'm sorry for you Chen Ping'an!"

The old man's figure and momentum were like mountains pressing on the top, Chen Ping'an's eyes were dark, and he fainted on the spot with a punch.

The old man stomped down, and Chen Ping'an, who was paralyzed on the ground, was shocked, and just woke up in the air, and the old man came again with one leg.

It's another fainting without suspense.

And so on and so forth.

Chen Ping'an complained bitterly and was tired of coping.

The old man is very happy.

The underwear is strong, and the sound is seen.

Naturally, it is not an ordinary style of rivers and lakes, and the pursuit of the so-called "practice boxing without sound, sailing without oars" on his own boxing spectrum is really Cui Cheng's fist in his sleeve is too prosperous, and every time he punches, he is too happy.

In the end, the old man slammed his whip leg and swept Chen Ping'an's neck, Chen Ping'an rotated a few times, and after landing, he staggered a few steps, but his strength was not as good as before, so he did not fall to the ground.

With a boxing frame of six backwards walking piles, supplemented by an ape-shaped fist intent, bowing back a few steps, Chen Ping'an did not slack off at all, staring at the old man.

was beaten miserably, in fact, whether it was a boxing fight or a fist intent, it was all shaking.

However, Chen Ping'an has a vague "meaning", and he has always remained unmoved, like an old monk entering the meditation.

Cui Cheng smiled: "Okay, that's the end of today." Beat it any more, and your boy's bones will fall apart. ”

Chen Ping'an remained motionless.

Cui Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, you can take one less punch." Go downstairs by yourself. The old rule, soak in the potion bucket, remember, unlike in the past, you can't let the water cool through, when you can boil the potion with true qi, you can leave, otherwise you just stay in the bucket, and you should practice drinking water. Wei Yan had already prepared the medicinal herbs, went downstairs, and asked the little girl in the pink skirt to boil water. ”

Chen Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief, got out of the house, stumbled downstairs, and when he walked the stairs, he had to hold on to the railing, quite like when he was young, he went into the mountain to burn charcoal, and it was difficult to go up the mountain without getting tired and going down.

The girl in the pink skirt had already started boiling water downstairs.

Taking advantage of the gap, Chen Ping'an did not immediately return to the first floor of the house, but went to sit on the stone table by the cliff and practice the sword furnace pile.

Wait until the girl in the pink skirt comes to say hello, then get up and go to the house.

Half an hour later, Chen Ping'an changed into a plain green shirt, which was one of the gifts from Wu Yi of Ziyang Mansion.

The girl in the pink skirt is familiar with the road and gets busy cleaning up the mess.

Chen Ping'an sat on the bamboo chair under the eaves, smiled, and thanked her, and the little girl smiled, as if she was doing these chores, and she had a greater sense of accomplishment than cultivating the realm.

Chen Ping'an hugged the back of his head with both hands, leaned back against the back of the chair, and stretched out his legs.

It turns out that if you don't get beaten, it's a fairy day.

In the distance, Zhu Yong came slowly with the girl Cen Yuanji.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look.

Zhu Yong took a bamboo chair and sat aside, and Cen Yuanji stood behind the old immortal with his hands and feet tied.

Zhu Yong smiled and said, "Young Master, is there a charter for Cen Yuanji's martial arts?"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "You just come and lead her to the entrance, whether you want the name of the master and apprentice is your business." ”

Zhu Yong hurriedly shook his head and said: "Where is this, the old slave is okay with people to fight life and death, teaching people boxing is far inferior to the young master, being a teacher, the young master is young, but he already has the demeanor of that family......"

Cen Yuanji complained in his heart.

It's a pity that a hero like Old Immortal Zhu was reduced to being a slave and a servant to this young mountain master.

Chen Ping'an asked softly, "Does Zheng Dafeng have any ideas?"

Zhu Yong shook his head regretfully, "Brother Gale, now I am focusing on how to build a thatched hut in the mountain gate, not only to look good, but not to lose the face of Luoluo Mountain, but also not to spend money, so that the young master you waste money in vain, Brother Gale really can't be distracted." ”

Chen Ping'an had a headache.

Cui Cheng walked out of the second floor, "Let's practice the 200,000-time mountain-shaking boxing first, and then talk about learning martial arts." ”

Chen Ping'an hesitated.

Zhu Yong felt that it was feasible, turned his head to Cen Yuanji and smiled: "It's really a great blessing, this boxing pile is a rare mastery in the world, it is clumsy, and it contains infinite fist intent." Cen girl, from today on, you must have no distractions and go through the pile over and over again. ”

Zhu Yong turned his head and looked at Chen Ping'an with a smile.

Chen Ping'an said: "Six steps to walk the pile, you are teaching again."

Cannot. ”

Zhu Yong said guiltily: "The old slave walks on the pile, no matter how correct he goes, he is not graceful enough, it is inevitable to give people the suspicion of duck walking, maybe it will hurt Cen Yuanji to underestimate this peerless fist pile, the young master comes to go, that is the flowing water, hearty, let people feel like a spring breeze......"

Chen Ping'an really couldn't stand this guy's slapping of the horse, so he roughly said Cui Cheng's words, but omitted the words like the golden body realm, Zhu Yong wrinkled his face bitterly and didn't say a word.

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing.

Zhu Yong took Cen Yuanji back home.

Along the way, Cen Yuanji found that the old fairy seemed to be in a heavy mood.

At that time, in the Cen Mansion, the old immortal met frankly, and said that he was a martial artist of the Six Realms who was about to enter the Golden Body Realm, and also said that she would achieve success in the future and was expected to be a martial artist in the seventh realm.

Could it be that the tall old man who likes to hide in the bamboo building is a great master of the Golden Body Realm? Otherwise, it would be too shameless to kill Old Immortal Zhu one by one.

Zhu Yong taught Cen Yuanji six steps to walk the pile, repeated it three times, and Cen Yuanji was already extremely similar.

Zhu Yong only said that she should walk the pile diligently and finish 200,000 times quickly, and she must be fast and steady.

In the future, I will practice for her three times a day, so that Cen Yuanji can watch from the sidelines, so as not to take a fork in the road.

Cen Yuanji was high-spirited and promised Zhu Yong that he would not be lazy.

Zhu Yong walked out of the courtyard with his hands on his back.

In fact, the first test of Cen Yuanji has quietly kicked off.

It's just that the girl doesn't realize it.

Next, it depends on when Cen Yuanji will be able to complete the 200,000 piles, and during the pile-walking period, how long will it take to go from resembling to god-like, and after the god-likeness, how much fist intent there is, or whether she will let go of her fist in order to blindly seek speed, and unconsciously take a shortcut, and her cleverness will be mistaken by cleverness, and she will take her martial arts road to the end of her own dead-end road early.

Cen Yuanji's martial arts, understanding, resilience, and heart will be at a glance at that time.

And Cen Yuanji's future achievements, whether it is the golden body realm that is in the bag, or the distant travel realm that has some hope, or even the mountain peak realm that is originally very unlikely, are actually in these twenty times and six steps to walk the pile.

This is probably the so-called three-year-old to see the old.

All this is just a sentence from a barefoot old man.

Zhu Yong was actually not particularly willing to get involved in the feeding of Chen Ping'an and the old man surnamed Cui.

It will delay him to go down the mountain to pick up books and buy books.

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In the next half of the decade, Zhu Yong was beaten half to death many times, and Chen Ping'an was no better.

But it is not as good as Chen Ping'an who insisted on gritting his teeth, and Zhu Yong, who was not very attentive at first, was beaten and addicted in the end, and he was worthy of being a martial madman in the lotus flower blessed land who wanted to kill nine by himself, and the next practice of boxing was beyond Cui Cheng's expectations, Zhu Yong traveled far away, and changed his way to provoke Cui Cheng, the master of the peak of the Ten Realms, as Cui Cheng said, Zhu Yong couldn't really kill Chen Ping'an, but he could force him to die, anyway, he watched from the side, and there was no mistake, but when Zhu Yong put on a bent desire to die, If you don't beat me, you won't be a master's scoundrel posture, can he Cui Cheng really kill Zhu Yong? Isn't it just that he can only beat Zhu Yong half dead again and again?

This period of time is the happiest since Chen Ping'an practiced boxing.

Of course, when Zhu Yong was talking to him, he was really ruthless.

But whenever Chen Ping'an lay in the corner with his dying breath, watching Zhu Yong beat the old man so miserably, he immediately felt that he was actually lucky.

However, when Zhu Yongquan was in full swing, the state of selflessness that was almost "going mad" but still in a clear and unsullied state of mind really opened Chen Ping'an's eyes.

Presumably, every time the show ended, Cui Cheng deliberately didn't let him faint, and he also had the idea of letting himself watch the battle.

If it weren't for the age difference, and Zhu Yong's insistence on the distinction between master and servant, the two would really be a pair of difficult brothers.

Late that night, the two sat at a stone table.

Zhu Yong glanced at the bamboo building, eager to try, and finally couldn't help but scold over there, so as to beg for a full meal.

Chen Ping'an was speechless.

At most, he is still suffering, but this Zhu Yong is really happy to endure hardship.

Zhu Yong said with emotion: "The old-timers purely used the golden body realm to beat me to a distant travel realm, and it made me cry and cry my mother, the young master used the five realms to carry my golden body realm to shoot, the seniors and the young master are worthy of being rare geniuses in the world." ”

Chen Ping'an reminded: "Don't get involved with me. ”

Zhu Yong suddenly said: "The old-timers have good intentions. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I hope I know that the attitude towards the practice of martial arts, there are still existences like Zhu Yong in the world, and my perseverance is nothing at all." ”

Zhu Yong said with a guilty face: "Every time I punch the young master, it hurts in the heart of the old slave." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled angrily: "You can pull it down." ”

Zhu Yong sighed, "Cen Yuanji's piling is still slow. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, and didn't deliberately say anything good for Cen Yuanji, but he still said a fair word, "You can't expect everyone to learn from you." Even back then, I worked so hard to hang my life. ”

Zhu Yong shook his head and said: "Young master, don't say that, otherwise I won't be able to survive without hindrance, and then the young master will fight more than one million punches." ”

Chen Ping'an asked: "Is there a way not only to not affect Cen Yuanji's state of mind, but also to raise her fist intent in a relatively natural way?"

Zhu Yong nodded and said, "There is a way, that is, the young master's sacrifice will be relatively large." ”

Chen Ping'an said curiously: "Let's talk about it." ”

Zhu Yong's expression was twisted, and he lowered his voice and said: " The young master can pretend to be the unscrupulous mountain master who wants to see the color, but the martial arts realm is not too high, she is in a dark and windy night in a certain month, after a struggle, when the young master is about to succeed, the old slave happened to appear, helping her kowtow and plead, the young master was embarrassed, temporarily resentful and left, but when he stepped out of the threshold, he looked back at the bed, his eyes were still unwilling, and then the old slave comforted her, so as to teach Cen Yuanji to feel that as long as she practiced boxing more hard, she would be able to win the young master earlier, and avoid the pain of harassment......"

Chen Ping'an took off his sword raising gourd and drank several sips of wine to suppress his shock.

Finally, he asked, "Why don't you and I change our positions?"

Zhu Yong said helplessly: "Cen Yuanji is not really stupid, he won't believe it." And once the little girl really believes it, I'm afraid that even if she dies, she will run down the mountain. ”

Chen Ping'an asked again: "I'm wondering, why does Cen Yuanji think that you are a good person and I am a bad person?"

Zhu Yong thought for a while, "Men are not bad, but women are not loved?"

Chen Ping'an was hesitating whether to ask the sword immortal to come out of the sheath and cut Zhu Yong half to death.

Zhu Yong stopped joking, licked his face and begged Chen Ping'an for a pot of wine to drink, saying that as a loyal old servant, he endured the wine worms in his stomach and rebelled. Chen Ping'an told him to get out.

Zhu Yong knew that it was really no fun, and said with a smile: "Young master, you are still so young, and you treat men and women so old-fashioned, will it be too pedantic and boring?

Chen Ping'an didn't want to keep the sword at his waist, his hands were sleeved, he looked into the distance, and said softly: "Walking in all directions in the future, if there is really a woman who likes me, I may not be able to stop it, but whether I can like only one person in my life is something I can do and must do." ”

Zhu Yong scratched his head and did not speak.

Chen Ping'an waited for a long time, then turned his head and quipped: "There is no sycophancy to keep up with the unprecedented?"

Zhu Yong shook his head and muttered: "There is only infatuation in the world, and no one else is allowed to make fun of it." ”

Chen Ping'an felt it, "It's not an infatuated lover, I can't say this kind of person." ”

Zhu Yong slapped the table and said, "Sure enough, the young master is a hidden master, this kind of sycophancy, there is no trace, and the old slave is far inferior!"

Chen Ping'an had a little itchy teeth, and he didn't smile and said: "Zhu Yong, you wait, wait for me to be in the same realm with you one day, let's see." ”

Zhu Yong nodded and said, "Maybe it's tomorrow's business, it's very simple." ”

Looking at Zhu Yong's expression on the face of the old slave who was slashed by thunder if he had half a word of falsehood, Chen Ping'an was so choked that he couldn't say a word.

There was a moment of silence.

Chen Ping'an asked: "It can be seen that Pei Qian and the two little guys are very compatible, but I have not been at home all these years, is there any problem that I haven't seen and omitted, but you think it is not appropriate to say it? ”

Zhu Yong shook his head and smiled: "On the young master's side, there is nothing to say." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed, a little helpless, and stretched out his finger to point at Zhu Yong, indicating that he had nothing to say.

"Nowadays, there are still few people in Luoluo Mountain, and there are not many problems. Some affairs outside the home, the big ones, the young master has already done it himself, and the small ones, such as the annual gift to the neighbors who have helped the young master back then, Miss Ruan also set up rules and regulations back then, plus two shops, after the old slave took over, it was just a step-by-step process, and it was not complicated. Many families, now have moved to the county town, made a fortune, some of them are kind to refuse the old slave's gifts, but the next time to visit the New Year, or polite, some, is to have money, but more and more people's hearts are insufficient, the old slave, but also along their lion big mouth, as for those who are still poor now, the old slave money is not more, but people will see a few more times, go to their home to sit down, from time to time casually ask, what is the urgent need, can do it, can not do, just pretend to be stupid. ”

Zhu Yong told the story.

If you understand Zhu Yong's life in the lotus blessed land, you will know that Zhu Yong's handling of secular affairs is as big as the temple battlefield, as small as the parents' shortcomings, and it is easy to carry weights.

Zhu Yong smiled and narrowed his eyes, looking at this young man in green shirt who was used to thinking about this and thinking about everyone, "In addition, there are some small problems, it is inconvenient for me to say and do it on behalf of the young master, and when the young master arrives at Luoluo Mountain, it will disappear, this is true." So young master, I have another sincere word to say, no matter how far away from home and how difficult the trip is, you must come back, Luoluo Mountain, not afraid to wait. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded.

Zhu Yong smiled and said, "That's enough." The young master will travel to Beiju Luzhou in the future, and there is no need to worry too much about Luoluo Mountain, there are Cui seniors, there are old slaves, and now there are Gale brothers, so the young master doesn't have to worry too much. ”

Chen Ping'an still nodded, and then asked curiously: "Why is Shi Rou not as wary and alienated from you as before?"

Zhu Yong sneered and said: "It may be that Shi Rou has been looking at the old slave for a long time and thinks that in fact, his appearance is not really unsightly? ”

Chen Ping'an glanced at Zhu Yong, shook his head and said, "Anyway, I can't see it." ”

Zhu Yong clasped his hands in his sleeves, squinted his eyes and smiled, his shoulders shook with laughter, as if he was remembering the pride of the year, "Young master, don't you know, I didn't know how many women in the blessed land of lotus flowers back then, even if they just saw the portrait of the old slave, they were mistaken for life." ”

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Back then, were you comparable to Cui Dongshan, who is now a young man?"

Zhu Yong thought about it for a while, and said seriously: "It's not a secret, it's definitely not the old slave who boasts, and his demeanor back then was still excessive." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed: "That's really underwhelming." ”

Zhu Yong smiled: "So the old slave has to run to learn martial arts, otherwise you have to worry about losing your ass one day." ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and then realized the meaning of Zhu Yong's words, Chen Ping'an did not turn his head, "I have the ability to say this to the old-timers." ”

Zhu Yong secretly laughed, waved his hand and said, "That's really looking for death." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't know what happened to Lu Baixiang, Sui You, and Wei Xian. ”

Zhu Yong's expression was slightly sarcastic, but his tone was indifferent: "It's just going their own way." One is not as good as the other. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Sue behind your back?"

Zhu Yong smiled, "The young master has insight into people's hearts, and so are gods and men." ”

Chen Ping'an said suddenly: "Zhu Yong, if you want to go out for a walk one day, just say hello, it's not a kind word, you and I really don't have to be polite." ”

Zhu Yong shook his head and said: "The young master's kindness is understood, but the old slave is really unwilling to go far away, in the lotus flower blessed land, he has walked enough, for the family and the country, for filial piety and loyalty, it is very tiring." Besides, the last journey to the rivers and lakes, especially the battle of ten people in the world in Nanyuan Kingdom, was for me, and I should have no regrets in this life. Those who know themselves suffer less, and those who are content are always happy...... Young master, this sentence is not bad, can it be engraved on the bamboo slip?"

Chen Ping'an listened very carefully at first, but Zhu Yong's last sentence was broken, Chen Ping'an stood up with a black face and went to the room on the first floor.

Zhu Yong stood up, watched Chen Ping'an leave, and after closing the door, he sat back in his position.

The rickety old man overlooks the night scene alone.

The pine nuts in the mountains are falling, and the grass insects are cutting and singing under the moon.

Truth is the end of the world.

What more could you ask for.

A moment later.

This far-away martial artist with a heart like water, looked around, there was no one around, secretly took out a book from his arms, dipped it in saliva, and began to flip through the book.

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The next day, Chen Ping'an did not go to the second floor to be fed boxing.

Because the courtiers of the Dali court arrived at Piyun Mountain, they were going to officially sign a contract with the Dali Song family to buy and sell the mountain.

Wei Yan personally came to Luoluo Mountain, and then took Chen Ping'an to the Linlu Academy, where the old squire and relevant officials were already waiting.

Chen Ping'an is no stranger to that high-ranking official, after the Lizhu Cave took root in the world, he had several encounters with the old waiter.

This is the first time that Chen Ping'an has come to this new academy with the highest specifications in Dali.

Because he was dragged directly to a secluded place in the academy by Wei Yan, he saved a lot of travel through the corridor.

Ruan Qiong is not here, this military saint who is sitting here has secretly left, it is the Jindan Immortal Dong Gu of the Longquan Sword Sect who came in his place, holding his master's private seal, it is a saint token, and it is definitely an ordinary object, which shows that Ruan Qiong has a lot of trust in this disciple who was born from a spirit.

On a table, in addition to the most important covenant general deed, there are also mountain title deeds.

Niujiao Mountain, which originally belonged to Baozhai Zhai, Cinnabar Mountain of Xu's family in Qingfeng City, Gray Mengshan Mountain, which is closest to Luoluo Mountain and covers an extremely vast area, Chelica Back, Weixia Peak, and Baijian Tai located in the westernmost part of the mountains, a total of six mountains of different sizes will be classified under Chen Ping'an's name.

The person who signed and sealed the contract, in addition to Chen Ping'an, there was also the old squire who carried the jade seal of the Dali Imperial Court and the official seal of the Ministry of Rites at the same time, and then the Ruan Qiong seal in Dong Gu's hand, and Wei Bai who took off the golden earrings.

There are also two deputy mountain masters of the academy, who are just joining in the fun.

It is said that the plaques and many couplets of the Wenwu Temple in Longquan County are all from the hands of this celebrity.

The other one is still an acquaintance.

The real identity of Huang Tingguo, an old Confucian who entertained Chen Ping'an and his entourage, is an old Jiao who has lived for countless years, and he is the father of Wu Yi, the founder of Ziyang Mansion.

Longquan County Taishou Wu Yuan, Yuan County Order, Cao Governor Zaoguan, and the three young officials were all present today.

And beside Dong Gu, there is also a young man standing, Xie Jiamei'er, Xie Ling, who was born in Taoye Lane.

It stands to reason that even if Xie Ling is Ruan Qiong's disciple, he shouldn't be here.

It's just that the ancestor of the family is really too famous, and the heavenly monarch is grateful.

So when Xie Ling appeared, most of the people present pretended not to see it, and the old waiter even took the initiative to exchange a few words of politeness with this young man who was born with a vision.

Xie Ling dealt with it decently, neither arrogant nor shy, after chatting with the old waiter, the young man continued to be silent, but when Chen Ping'an, the main master, finally appeared, Xie Ling glanced at the guy from Mud Bottle Lane a few more times.

Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane, Chen Ping'an in Mud Bottle Lane.

Nowadays, it is very famous in the mountains of Longquan County.

A cultivator who has already killed Jin Dan Sword Cultivator, and a big landlord who has collected the top of the Immortal Family Mountain like buying a few acres of farmland.

However, there is gossip that Ma Kuxuan and Chen Ping'an do not deal with each other very well, and it is rumored that they fought in the immortal tomb in the early years.

Xie Ling was very curious, how did Chen Ping'an survive.

It is necessary to know that the real martial arts horse Kuxuan has always been the object of his silent pursuit.

And he Xie Ling, not only has an old ancestor who has the Tao to the sky, but he was also taught by Lu Shenqing, and he personally gave him a delicate pagoda that is almost an immortal soldier.

Therefore, Xie Ling's gaze, since he was a teenager, has been looking at the top of the Aquarius Continent, and occasionally he will look down a few times at the people under the mountain.

In fact, there is also a Liu Xianyang, who was blessed by misfortune and did not die in a catastrophe, and was also taken to study in the mellow Confucian Chen family in Nanpo Continent, and he will definitely have a good life

The fate and future, but after all, the road is far away, the news is not smooth, and in a short period of time, it is still difficult to mix too much, the practice of the three religions and hundreds of schools, the more authentic the school, the more difficult it is to break through the realm, although the avenue can go higher and farther, but in the early stage, it is often not as good as the genius disciples of the side door, so the cultivation road is a thousand miles a day.

As for the little guy named Gu Can in Shujian Lake, it is said that it is extremely bleak, and he has also lost the descendant of the true dragon, which is estimated to be a collapse of the avenue.

Back then, Gu Can was the first poor worm to lose among the five people.

Outside things.

Xie Ling was not very interested, and even if Senior Brother Dong Gu and Senior Sister Xu Xiaoqiao said it, he would take it as a deaf ear.

Chen Ping'an wore a green shirt today, don't wear a white hosta on his head, don't raise a sword gourd, and carry a sword immortal.

The haggard look in the eyes of ordinary people has invisibly subtracted a little bit of the impression of "no hair on the mouth".

Standing in the crowd, don't say anything to stand out from the crowd, at least you won't be robbed of your glory by anyone, even if Chen Ping'an didn't deliberately pursue anything, just spoke softly, looked calm, and socialized with those people one by one, such as catching up with Lao Jiao, talking about the cliff stone carvings of Huang Tingguo, and talking about the food in Lao Jiao's mountain forest mansion. He told the great Confucian of the academy that he had read the works, and said that he would make a special trip to the academy to discuss teaching questions and doubts when he had the opportunity in the future.

The old waiter looked at everything with a smile.

This is a high-ranking official from the third rank in the center of the temple, noble and powerful, the old man has an impression of Chen Ping'an, of course, the first time they met was in the sword casting shop of Ruan Sage, the shabby young man actually stood beside Ruan Xiu, the two sides were still friends, and neither side felt abrupt.

The old waiter, who had cultivated a pair of fiery eyes in the officialdom, remembered Chen Ping'an as a young man at that time.

Wei Yan has always stood by Chen Ping'an's side today, it is Dong Gu of the Longquan Sword Sect, who has a taciturn temperament at first glance, and took the initiative to chat with Chen Ping'an for a few words.

The signing of the contract was not cumbersome originally, probably because there was also a record official named "Pen Sticker" by the side of the imperial court, and Wei Yan and Ruan Qiong participated in this grand event, so the waiter of the Ministry of Rites added a few more steps to add the icing on the cake, which seemed more grand, of course, it must be in line with the Dali etiquette system.

From beginning to end, there were no twists and turns, the group talked very happily, and there was no banquet to celebrate, after all, it was in Linlu Academy, and as a waiter of the Dali Rite Department, he was busy with affairs, and this year he was the host in charge of the local evaluation of Dali officials, so he was about to go to Niujiao Mountain, and returned to the capital by ferry, so he was the first to leave.

Finally, Chen Ping'an and Wei Yan stood in a pavilion used to view the scenery in Linlu Academy.

Chen Ping'an didn't ask about Gao Xuan, it was not appropriate, after all, it was Da Sui who sent Da Li's proton.

Wei Yan smiled and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Chen Ping'an retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "It's nothing." ”

Standing in this brand new and magnificent Linlu Academy, looking at the old school where no one teaches and no one reads, in fact, you can only vaguely see the outline of the town, which is not real.

Wei Yan reminded: "There will be some entertainment in the future, and the immortal forces that stay here will definitely visit Luoluo Mountain one after another in the near future, so you should be ready." ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Now I am not a stranger to these people's contacts, and I can handle it." ”

Wei Yan quipped: "If you delay your boxing practice, won't you feel a little irritable?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "No, everything in the world is knowledgeable, as long as it is useful, and there is no way to avoid it, it is better to adjust your mentality as soon as possible." ”

Wei Yan asked, "Why do you want to know about Dong Shuijing's affairs from the side?

Chen Ping'an smiled dumbly, quickly shook his head, and didn't hide anything from Wei Yan, "No, I am friends with Dong Shuijing." It's just a matter of buying and selling, and another friend is involved. Since it is a business, you can't favor anything, in case I am friends with them, but between friends, but the wrong way, give me a hard twist together, then a good thing that was originally mutually beneficial to the three parties, just because I can't figure it out in some things, it's a pity to lose two friends. ”

Chen Ping'an had already planned to write a letter to Guan Yiran in Chishui City, roughly saying that he had a friend, a fellow villager, named Dong Shuijing, who was in business, kind-hearted, and shrewd. But in the letter, he will also confess to Guan Yiran, if you are embarrassed, or if you are not suitable to be in the limelight at the moment, and it is not the time to make money, you must not force it. And before leaving Longquan County, most of them will receive a reply from Guan Yiran, so Chen Ping'an will find Dong Shuijing again and speak more thoroughly, even if some words may not be good, they still have to be spoken.

Chen Ping'an sighed: "In this kind of thing, I have suffered hardships. ”

Wei Yan nodded, Chen Ping'an had roughly talked to him about Liu Baqiao in Fenglei Garden and Sun Jiashu in Old Dragon City.

Chen Ping'an smiled, with some heartfelt joy, "With so many mountains, you can do a lot of things." ”

Wei Yan joked: "For example, who will be the king of this Gray Meng Mountain, and who will occupy the cultivation of that Cinnabar Mountain?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "It's very happy to think about it." ”

Wei Yan didn't say anything.

Every mountain is the property of Chen Ping'an's name, and how to settle it is Chen Ping'an's own consideration.

Wei Yan remembered something, "In the near future, my Beiyue Territory will hold the first night banquet of the gods after I took office, and the gods from all over the world need to leave the jurisdiction and come to worship this Phiyun Mountain, if you are interested, I can bring you to Phiyun Mountain at that time." ”

Chen Ping'an carefully flipped through the book of the inverted hanging mountain immortals and knew the origin of this matter.

The gods of the mountains of all countries, the status is respected, and the orthodox river gods with the highest rank of gods and pedigrees are also destined not to be higher than the gods of the five mountains. From the lowest level of the land Gong, Hebo Hepo, etc., to the Tiefu River water god Yang Hua similar to Longquan County, and further down, there is the Embroidery River, Chong Jiang River, Yuye River, these river water gods, as well as the mountain gods of Luoluo Mountain and Fengliang Mountain, plus the gods of Wenwu Temples and Chenghuang Pavilion at all levels, all need to leave the mountain and water realm one day, carry gifts, and pay homage to Wei Bai, the mountain god.

At that time, the county seat and county seat of Longquan should implement a night ban.

This is a long-standing rule, every 30 years, or a Jiazi, or a hundred years, as a side of the dominant mountain shrine temple, will hold a night tour banquet.

In fact, there is another situation, there will be a similar grand event, that is, there are monks among the five realms, within thousands of miles, the gods of mountains and rivers, regardless of national borders, often take the initiative to pay homage to the immortals.

The gods travel at night, there are many of them, more than 100 people at every turn, each showing their magical powers, so it is praised as a "picture of the gods and immortals" by the monks on the mountain.

Chen Ping'an politely rejected Wei Yan's kindness, "That day, I just watched it in Luoluo Mountain." ”

Wei Yan didn't insist either.

Chen Ping'an did not immediately rush back to Luoshan Mountain, and let Zhu Yong "enjoy happiness alone" today.

He also wanted to take a break from his busy schedule, and by the way, he would pick up a lot of messy thoughts.

Wei Yan accompanied Chen Ping'an to stand here and enjoy the scenery.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and glanced at the north, all the way to the north, after crossing the sea, it was Beiju Luzhou.

Wei Yan said with a smile: "At that time, I was in a hurry, and I didn't go to Nanpo Suo Zhou, or Fuyao Zhou, which is closest to the Inverted Hanging Mountain?

Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly: "I really can't take care of it." I can't say that I have any regrets. ”

Wei Yan simply moved and sat on the railing, "I heard that the academy saints in the two continents are the most deserving, they are Beiju Luzhou and Fuyao Continent, one is busy persuading, and the other is busy wiping his buttocks, and they are not allowed to be idle, and they can't do their studies with peace of mind." ”

Wei Yan turned his head, "By the way, you have been to Tongye Continent, what is your impression? In addition to being much bigger than Aquarius, what else does it feel like?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Maybe it's because the territory is too big, many places are very closed, and the aura in various places is very different, and it is easy to get out of the big mountains, and the huge scale of the Xianjia Cave Mansion, like the Tongye Sect, the Yugui Sect, the Taiping Mountain, and the Fuping Sect, are all behemoths, and our Aquarius Continent is probably also the Divine Sect, which can compete with these big mountains." However, there are also many small countries in Tongye Continent that have never known what the monks are, and their aura is thin, and it is a veritable place of lawlessness. ”

Wei Yan nodded and asked with a smile: "Then do you know that the nine continents in the vast world, except for the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the other eight continents, each continent has the same luck." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and didn't know, and soon became a little confused.

Wei Yan comprehended and explained: "Don't look at the small Aquarius Continent, there have not been too many local monks, but it is a typical wedding dress for others, if you trace back to the source, according to the so-called 'edition' of the secular dynasty, in fact, it is not bad, only say that the monks who went out of Lizhu Cave Heaven have Xie Shi of Taoye Lane, Cao Xi of your Mud Bottle Lane, and then the younger generation, Liu Xianyang, Zhao Xuan, don't you just run outside, right? It's because you can't keep people, it seems that Aquarius is particularly shabby." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed, "Before the chaos in Tongyezhou, I estimated that Fuyao Continent was not much better, and the demon clan's thousand-year-old operation in Tongyezhou was said to have caused great damage to Tongyezhou's vitality, especially Taiping Mountain and Fuping Sect, the most casualties, but it has already turned the bottom upside down, I was in the inverted hanging mountain for a while, I knew that Nanpo Suo Zhou, Tongye Zhou and Fuyao Zhou all have heavy treasures in the world, I heard that Fuyao Zhou is one of the nine continents, the most chaotic one under the mountain, and now the mountain is also chaotic, I can't imagine, the academy saints over there, What a gentleman is so anxious. ”

Fuyao Zhou, as Chen Ping'an knows through the book of immortals, is indeed a word, chaos. If the entire Fuyao Continent is regarded as a dynasty, after 500 years of continuous annexation, it has formed a 'feudal town separatist force' headed by more than a dozen major dynasties.

Fighting back and forth, heroes and heroes, surging storms, traitors in troubled times, pillars in troubled times, emerge in endlessly. And the monks of Fuyao Island like to go down the mountain to "Fulong" the most,

Therefore, it is also ridiculed as a bucket continent by Middle-earth Divine Continent, because it is the most "shaky".

As for the nearest Nanpo Island to the Inverted Hanging Mountain.

The cultural context is prosperous, and the martial arts are prosperous.

In the eyes of the monks of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, there are very few "vassals" of other continents that can be looked at.

Moreover, there is also a mellow Confucian Chen Chun'an who shoulders the sun and the moon in Po Sazhou.

It's just that these world patterns and general trends, chatting about it, that's all.

Chen Ping'an would worry about these major events that seemed to have nothing to do with him, because of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Wei Yan will be worried, but as the future continent of Beiyue Zhengshen, there will be near-term worries if there is no long-term concern.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "I'll go back first, but it's not Luoluo Mountain, it's the town, I'll go see Pei Qian and send me to Zhenzhu Mountain." ”

Wei Yan nodded, flicked his sleeves lightly, and sent Chen Ping'an to Zhenzhu Mountain.

The wind drives the sun and the moon, shrinks the ground and walks the mountains and rivers, the water is the palm pattern, and the breath shakes the sky and thunder.

That is, the gods.

After Chen Ping'an left.

Wei Yan sat alone on the railing of the gazebo, birds and beasts, clouds and mountains, living and dead things, as if they were all extremely docile.

Suddenly laughed.

Because I remembered a little thing just now.

That Xie family frowned, found Chen Ping'an in private, and after saying hello, he asked with a smile, "Don't you wonder why Sister Xiuxiu didn't come to Piyun Mountain?"

Sister Xiuxiu.

A very elaborate title.

As a result, Chen Ping'an replied with a smile, "I'm familiar with Miss Ruan, but I'm not familiar with you." ”

almost made Xie Ling, the blessed little guy, suffocate internal injuries.

No words are as good as such an understatement, which makes people dumb and eat coptis.

I'm afraid that even the blind man on the side of the road can see that Xie Ling is very fond of his senior sister.

Not to mention the disciples of the Longquan Sword Sect.

It's just that Xie Ling has a good cultivation talent and a great opportunity, but in the end, he is inexperienced in the rivers and lakes, and he thinks that few people can see his careful thoughts.

Then I met Chen Ping'an, although the two are not a few years apart, but in terms of people's hearts, it is not like a monk of the lower five realms being casually bullied by a monk of the upper five realms. The key is that Xie Ling asked for it, and since they met, he has been looking at Chen Ping'an vigorously.

Chen Ping'an saw Ruan Qiong, of course he could only hide, it can be seen that you Xie Ling, will you be afraid?

Wei Yan stretched his waist and turned his head to look at the Changchun Palace in the north of Dali Gyeonggi.

I don't know where it is, whether this year's osmanthus flowers are blooming.

Will there be another woman who breaks the cinnamon branch, carries it in her hand, and walks on the mountain path?

Will there be the man she likes in her life?

If so, I hope to be an excellent reader.

Wei Yan nodded.

Or Zhu Yong said it well, if you are a scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, you will be beaten in a sack, and you will have the most no worries, if you are a cultivator, it will be more troublesome. But it doesn't matter, if he Wei Bai is not easy to start, he Zhu Yong, as his own brother, will do it for him, this kind of thing, holding a sack, covering his face and knocking on a stuffy stick, is a unique discipline that must be proficient in walking the rivers and lakes, and he Zhu Yong is very good at it.

It is a blessing to have this dear friend in life.

Wei Yan remembered what Chen Ping'an had done after returning to Luoluo Mountain for no reason, bit by bit.

Wei Yan sighed and muttered, "Obviously, you already have such a large piece of land, and you still think that living in a small house on the first floor of the bamboo building is enough?"

Wei Yan was immediately relieved.

A place to live is small. A place of peace of mind needs to be big.

Find great freedom in the land of mustard seeds.

Wei Yan propped his hands on the railing, and gently hummed a folk song he learned from Pei Qian, eating stinky tofu.

Wei Yan suddenly had some greed that he hadn't had for many years.

I don't know if Chen Ping'an will stay until the beginning of winter, when there are winter bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest in the mountains, I will dig a few and take them to the bamboo building, and I heard Zhu Yong say that Chen Ping'an's messy stewing skills are quite good.

And Wei Yan still doesn't know that the young Chen Ping'an took Li Baohua and Li Huai to study together, and the only time he felt wronged was that those little guys who had no conscience actually disliked his craftsmanship, and the pot of fish soup cooked out was far inferior to the big table of mountain and field offerings in Lao Jiao's mansion. This is Chen Ping'an's heart knot that has not been untied so far, and then he travels alone, sleeps in the open air, as long as he is free every time, he can deal with a meal with a little heart, and he will compete.

The craftsmanship is naturally good.

Over town.

As soon as Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold, he saw the head resting on the counter, the key was that Pei Qian's eyes were motionless, and he was looking at people in broad daylight, Chen Ping'an couldn't cry or laugh, and walked over quickly to see a chestnut.

Pei Qian held his head in his hands and complained: "Master, I'm not lazy or playful. ”

Chen Ping'an reached out and pulled her ear.

Pei Qian immediately said, "Master, I was wrong!"

Chen Ping'an nodded, and then stopped.

Pei Qian smiled and said, "Master, can you tell me now, what's wrong, right?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's okay, Master's hands are itchy." ”

Shi Rou couldn't help but smile.

Pei Qian turned his head and glared and said, "Sister Shi Rou, what's the matter with you? Why are you still secretly having fun? Do you know that people like you are the first to be killed." ”

Shi Rou smiled and said, "I was already dead." ”

Pei Qian exhaled angrily: "Then I will beat you back to life with one punch!"

Shi Rou raised her chin and signaled Pei Qian that your master was still here.

Pei Qian didn't turn his head immediately, so he smiled at Shi Rou and said, "Where can I fight and kill casually on the rivers and lakes, I'm not this kind of person, and if I spread it, I will ruin my master's reputation." ”

Chen Ping'an took a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, bit it vaguely, and also picked a piece for Pei Qian Shirou, came to the counter, and handed it to them.

Pei Qian took a bite and smiled brightly, "Wow, the pastries are very delicious today." ”

Shi Rou took a small bite of the pastry, and she was very beautiful, but she made this delicate move with Du Mao's appearance, which was no more comfortable than Pei Qian resting her head on the counter.

Chen Ping'an patted his head and suddenly realized: "No wonder the business of the store is so cold, you two don't receive wages? ”

Pei Qian's eyes signaled to Sister Shi Rou that it was time for you to get out.

She is not good at dealing with Master.

Shi Rouyan smiled.

Chen Ping'an was terrified, and changed his words: "Come on, don't deduct it." ”

Pei Qian raised his palm, Shi Rou hesitated for a moment, and quickly high-fived him lightly in celebration.

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I'll go to another shop to take a look." ”

Pei Qian hurriedly jumped off the small bench and walked around the counter, shouting to show the way for the master.

In fact, they are all riding on Dragon Lane, just a few steps away.

Shi Rou looked at the back of a big and a small one walking out of the shop, and she also laughed.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that it didn't seem to be the same whether Chen Ping'an was there in Luoluo Mountain.

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