In the eyes of Zhigui, who was separated by a courtyard wall, Chen Ping'an sat on a small bench, staggering, as if he was dozing off.

But in the perception of Jian Xiu Cao Jun, Chen Ping'an's spirit shook violently, the river was surging, and there was a danger of capsizing at any time.

The fiery red fox stood on Cao Jun's shoulder and teased: "Although I don't know the origin of that sword embryo, it can be determined that the rank is extremely high, even if I want to be greedy, you just suffered a small loss and gave up? This is not like your Cao Jun's style of acting." ”

Cao Jun threw out the melon seed shell to the yard next door, shook his head and said: "Don't rob it, Lao Cao is right, it is better to be quiet and not to move in the near future, people are dead, their lives are gone, everything is in vain." ”

The fiery red fox said demagogically: "It's only three things, there is still one chance, give it a fight, the horse has no weeds and no fat, no one has windfall and no wealth, since you Cao Jun fell a big heel in the early years, and turned your heart lake into a muddy pond, causing your cultivation to be blocked, and now you don't go sideways, how can it become a big thing?"

Cao Jun was silent, just lowered his head and swallowed melon seeds, his eyes dark.

Cao Jun has enjoyed a great name since he was born, he is a great sword fairy embryo that is once in a hundred years in Nanpo Suozhou, in the heart lake, a wisp of pure sword qi born from nature, slim and elegant, just like a lotus flower in the lake, just need to wait for the day when the buds are ready to be released. It's just that he encountered an accident later, and was brutally beaten by a peak powerhouse, and his sword qi withered to seventy-seven eighty-eight, and he was reduced to a withered lotus.

Since then, Cao Jun has become the laughing stock of the entire Nanpo Continent, and the kendo geniuses of his generation who were far behind him in the past have now surpassed Cao Jun one by one.

The fiery red fox sighed and patted Cao Jun's head with his paws, "Poor baby." The foundation of kendo has been shattered, the future has been ruined, and after so many years, I don't even have the courage to wrestle with God. ”

Cao Jun was slightly surprised, and turned his head to look at the young man's ancestral house, "This guy has a very good heart, he couldn't even see it before, but he actually found his own convenient method." ”

There are many things in the world, for the well-informed mountain immortals, it will not be scary, but it will also find it interesting.

The fiery red fox was also slightly stunned, jumped onto Cao Jun's head, stretched out his neck to look, and watched the atmosphere of the battle between the young man and the sword embryo in his body, and said softly: "Well, similar to the tethered horse pillar of the Buddhist family, it helped the young man's soul boat and played the role of an anchor." This young man's body is in tatters, and it is not easy to get to this point. But being able to subdue that sword embryo was not enough. Cao Jun, before you were trapped, it was too smooth, and then it was too bumpy, maybe today's experience of the young man will become a little inspiration on your cultivation path......"

Cao Jun no longer smiled, restrained all his smiles, and his face became solemn,

Cultivation, the size of the talent, is like the bowl that the ancestor appreciates and eats, even if some people's bowls are very large, but if there is too little rice in it, it is still a bleak situation of not being able to eat enough, and the achievements are naturally limited.

This journey from the meteorological Nanpo Continent to the barbarian land of Dongbao Aquarius, Cao Jun has benefited a lot along the way, bit by bit, all of which are beneficial.

In the process of wrestling with the sword embryo, although the young man has a tough mind and an anchor to help him sink his heart, so as not to let the soul drift away, but the spirit of the sword embryo is too vigorous, violent, rampage, and it is a brutal road of one force to ten meetings.

The fiery red foxes slapped their paws at each other, gloating: "If you lose, you will be miserable, maybe you will have to lie on the sickbed for ten days and half a month." The sword embryo has obviously just given birth to spirituality, and he doesn't know how to use the natural supernatural powers he contains, otherwise the young man will not be able to support it at this time. ”

Although Cao Jun's cultivation is not as good as the fox charm on his head, he is like a mountain across the line, and as a sword cultivator who was once expected to reach the top, he has his own unique vision, "Not necessarily." ”

The fiery red fox was surprised: "Huh, that young man has three deep cities, is it still a good sword cultivation embryo? No, no, it should be chiseled the day after tomorrow, but it is natural, such a big stroke, no wonder it will make me look away." ”

The city government is deep, mostly secular terms, describing someone as far-sighted, and slightly derogatory.

But on the mountain, it is a great compliment, and the trick is like a city mansion, which is naturally higher and bigger and more spectacular.

The fiery red fox sighed softly, "Such an inconspicuous teenager has eccentricities that should not be underestimated, Cao Jun, you still obediently listen to the old bastard, don't toss recently, this broken Lizhu Cave Heaven, although it is a dojo in a snail shell, it can hide the dragon and crouching tiger, and it is indeed not appropriate to act too arrogantly." ”

Cao Jun nodded, "It's to be a man with his tail between his legs." ”

The fiery red fox was so angry that he stepped on Cao Jun's head, "The little bastard who can't be raised, kindly reminds you, why do you still scold people!"

The young man's aura gradually stabilized, and the sword embryo that had the upper hand suddenly withdrew his troops and wandered quietly in a majestic qi mansion for some reason.

Cao Jun no longer peeped at the scene over there, and said with a smile: "I heard that you have a younger sister named Qingying, who is one of the ancestors of the fox clan with you, and there is hope to give birth to a ninth tail, Lao Cao has coveted her beauty for many years, is it really beautiful?"

The fiery red fox lifted his tail, used it as a fan to gently fan the breeze, and bared his teeth and said: "It's a good-looking fart, it has a dead face, I don't like to laugh since I was a child, and my eyes are above the top, and I know that it is unlucky at a glance." In the eyes of the old bastard, even if it is a sow, as long as it is big, she feels as beautiful as a fairy. ”

Cao Jun hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "I heard that she was wandering around that Xiongzhen Tower for a hundred years, is she hoping to become that guy's concubine?"

The fiery red fox let go of his tail and laughed heartily, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, "Will Master Bai take a fancy to her? As one of the longest-surviving demon kings in all the worlds, Master Bai has traveled all over the corners of the two worlds, what female has not seen it? Will he fall in love with such an ordinary little fox?"

Zhenhai Tower stands on the coast of the South China Sea in Po Sazhou, and Cao happens to be one of the gatekeepers, so Cao Jun knows a lot of insiders.

The fiery red fox had a deep voice, "The saints of the three sects, treat us unfairly, Master Bai......!

Cao Xi in the house shouted violently: "Stinky woman looking for death, don't you shut up!"

The fiery red fox suddenly came back to his senses, knowing that he had lost his words, he actually looked up at the sky, folded his hands, bowed and bent over, as if he was making reverent reparations, and he didn't hide, letting his body and skin be blown apart by a wisp of sword qi from Cao Xi's fingers.

"Twenty words, obediently punished!"

Cao Xi used twenty wisps of fierce sword qi one after another, and the fiery fox did not dodge once, and in the end, Cao Jun hugged the dying it with both hands and walked back to the house.

Cao Xi was still angry, pointed at the fox in Cao Jun's arms and scolded: "If you are looking for death, jump into Ruan Qiong's sword furnace, Ruan Qiong can still read you a little well, don't shout here, and my Cao family will be buried with you! The world is big, and the three sect masters can ignore it, so what about the disciples and protégés under their seats, not to mention anything else, just talk about the master of the upside-down hanging mountain, what is his temper, don't you know?!

The fiery fox tilted its head and fainted.

Cao Jun said softly: "It's almost enough." Without it, there would be no you Cao Xi today. Bad people and evil people can be done, but you have to talk about a little conscience. ”

Cao Xi stopped suddenly, his eyes gloomy, staring at this smiling descendant.

Cao Xi looked disgusted and disgusted, waved his sleeves and said: "Go and tell that little cub named Cao Mao, let him not be like the Yuan family, with a vision the size of a grain of rice, only staring at the gains and losses of a temple in Dali, a group of wastes, why don't you die!

Cao Jun hugged the fox and turned away with an indifferent face.

Cao Xi stayed alone in the ancestral house and began to walk slowly around the patio.

Once upon a time, there was a sick old man here, lying in a dimly lit room all year round, there was an unfilial drunkard who was not filial to the expenses of doing white things after a headache all day long, and there was a woman who had no opinions, got up early in the morning, did not only have to do housework, but also was busy with work in the fields, and at the age of thirty, he was older than other forty-year-old women in Mud Bottle Lane.

But at that time, there was a shabby boy with a stubborn temperament, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he laughed every day, did not read books, did not do anything, but daydreamed, always feeling that sooner or later, he would buy the largest house on Fulu Street. As for even if there is a day when he really survives, his grandfather and father will still not be alive by then, and the young man was busy loitering and dreaming stupidly, so he didn't think of that at all.

The old man, who was no longer a teenager, took out the rusty old copper coin, held it high above his head, through the boxy copper coin holes, and then through the boxy roof patio.

Back then, there seemed to have been such a conversation.

"Mother, in the future, when I soar, I will let you sleep in the mountains of gold and silver. ”

"Alas!"

"Mother, I'll tell you seriously!"

"Put away the copper coins quickly, show your father it, and take it away again." ”

......

Cao Xi put away his thoughts, looked around, and laughed at himself: "I have become an immortal, and my popularity is gone." ”

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Chen Ping'an locked the door, left Mud Bottle Lane, and came to the New Year's Shop in Qilong Lane, the boy in Tsing Yi sat on the threshold in a daze, saw Chen Ping'an, and only shouted weakly Lord, Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold, and found that the girl in the pink skirt was standing on a bench, looking solemn and serious, behind the counter, playing abacus against the account book spread on the table, and the ten fingers of his hands were like butterflies around the flowers, dazzling, crackling, crisp and pleasant, surrounded by several women and girls from small towns, full of shock and admiration.

The women and girls with a simple temperament, after seeing Chen Ping'an's figure, all smiled and called him "Chen Shopkeeper." ”

The girl in the pink skirt raised her head when she heard the sound and said, "Master, I'm helping the shop settle the accounts, and it will be fine soon." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, went around to the counter, asked people to bring paper and pencils, and began to write a gift list, before leaving the town, he asked Ruan Xiu to help send gifts to many neighbors, Chen Ping'an before going to the dragon kiln to burn porcelain, he grew up eating hundreds of rice, such as often going to Gu Cang's house to eat, and often being able to receive some old clothes that other teenagers can't wear, those for Chen Ping'an, every meal, every piece of clothing, is a great kindness to save lives, he told Ruan Xiu at the time, as long as he is alive in the future, he will send it door to door every year, each time there will not be too many things, but for the small door near Mud Bottle Lane, all kinds of objects ranging from seven or eight taels to twenty taels of silver, which is definitely not a few.

Ruan Xiu asked at the time, why not give a little more silver in one go, it would be more refreshing, and it would make those people grateful.

Chen Ping'an said that it is not good, he grew up at the bottom of the market since he was a child, and he doesn't understand people's hearts and the world, but he can't tell the truth in the book, such as fighting Mien and hating rice, such as seemingly trivial trivial things, which are the most consuming filial piety and kindness. So he carefully explained his little truth to Ruan Xiu, in this town, the situation of every household is actually similar to that of crops, there are big years and small years, and some children and grandchildren are prosperous, developed, and there is no shortage of money. Some sudden changes, the originally solid family may collapse all of a sudden. Therefore, the things he Chen Ping'an prepared can be eaten and clothed, and there is really a place where money is urgently needed, and even those things can be converted into silver and given to families who have a lot of money, and people will be happy, and if they are given to the difficult portal, they will cherish it even more.

Whether it's the icing on the cake or a charcoal in the snow.

It's all good things.

It's just that after Chen Ping'an read and read, he understood why he did the right thing.

After listening to it at that time, Ruan Xiu smiled and was very happy, saying that the mountains were not the same.

The number of people on this year's gift list, compared with the last time, is a little less, the kindness is more or less, some of the fathers left a friendship, but a nodding friend, in fact, there is no kindness, Chen Ping'an is not generous to give gifts every year, but some old neighbors, Chen Ping'an even if he can't talk to them, he still chooses to stay on the gift list.

No one's money fell from the sky. It doesn't matter how much money a person has in their pocket.

Chen Ping'an thought that if he had the opportunity in the future, he would still have to pave bridges and build roads.

After the girl in the pink skirt finished reconciling, she began to ask about the business status of the shop, Chen Ping'an did not mix with these, thought about it, and handed her the gift list, so that she did not have to buy items in a hurry. The girl in the pink skirt solemnly accepted the gift list and promised that she would do it properly for the master. Chen Ping'an rubbed her little head, came to sit down next to the little boy in Tsing Yi, who was worried, sighed for a long time, and kept repeating the four words of sinister rivers and lakes.

A beautiful young man named Cui Ci found the shop with his bags on his back, saying that his husband couldn't leave at home, so he asked him to deliver something, and asked Chen Ping'an not to take it seriously, and to collect it after accepting it. The little boy in Tsing Yi didn't want to see this young man, squinted at the old-fashioned Cui Ci, was angry, and stood up suddenly, "Your husband and my master, that is the intersection of the same generation, you are a little scholar, show a little respect, and it's not my master who has received any great gifts, what are you arrogant?"

Cui Ci's face flushed.

Chen Ping'an played a round and said: "Cui Ci, tell your husband, I have accepted the things, and I will practice drawing talismans well." ”

Cui Ci nodded with a straight face, turned his head and snorted coldly at the little boy in Tsing Yi, turned around and strode away.

The boy in Tsing Yi faced the back of the young man, and played a punch and kick Wang Ba from a long distance, only then did he feel a little relieved, sat back on the threshold, and said with a sad face: "Master, how did you survive to this day in such a vicious Longtan tiger's den in such a small town? If it were me and the stupid girl, I am afraid that we would have been cramped and skinned a long time ago." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed: "I don't know." ”

The girl in the pink skirt came to the threshold and said with palpitations: "Master, who is the young lady who carries the bucket? It's terrible, I don't think it's worse than the master's students." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi shook his head vigorously and said: "I can't even go to Mud Bottle Alley, I will fall into the tiger's mouth!"

Chen Ping'an diverted the topic, "I gave the Huaimu sword, and there is another sword that Master Ruan is forging, named Demon Removal and Demon Suppression, how about it?"

He lowered his voice, "That sword embryo, I think 'the first day of the new year' or 'morning', is more appropriate." ”

The two little ones looked at each other.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "It's still okay for me to choose a name, right?"

The corners of the boy in Tsing Yi's mouth twitched, and then he squeezed out a smiling face and stretched out his thumb, "Master's skills in choosing names are very deep, unfathomable, back to basics, vulgar is elegant, and he is more knowledgeable than a scholar!"

The girl in the pink skirt wanted to speak and stopped, she touched her chest, thought about it, or don't speak with a clear conscience, in the first month, you can't sweep the lord's interest.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the girl in the pink skirt and wondered: "Isn't it particularly good?

The girl in the pink skirt closed her mouth tightly, and if she didn't speak, she already had a bad conscience, and if she said it well, she wouldn't be able to pass the hurdle of her heart.

The boy in Tsing Yi said indignantly: "Master, what's the matter, don't believe in my vision? That means your vision is really not good!"

Chen Ping'an asked tentatively: "Why don't you choose a name?"

The boy in Tsing Yi shouted, and finally couldn't help but speak up, stood up, crossed his hands on his hips, and said impassionedly: "Master! Subduing demons, exterminating demons, which Taoist priest who has been abducted and deceived does not say this? 'Morning'? I am still noon, what about the evening? What about the first day of the new year? What about the fifteenth day of the first month? Look at the name of other people's swords, my lord, your student's golden spike, which is not only in line with the image, but also not worldly, as well as Cao Jun's white fish and ink mantle, and then look at yours, sir, on the morning of the first day of the first day of demon subjugation, if I am an enlightened sword spirit, I will have a mouthful of old blood spurting out. ”

"Endorsement of opinions. ”

Chen Ping'an thought carefully for a long time, "The name will not change!"

The boy in Tsing Yi slapped his forehead and said bitterly: "To the south of our Aquarius Continent, there is a prestigious immortal mansion, which was named an invincible Divine Fist Gang by the ancestor of the mountain, and it has been laughed at for many years, master, your name is similar." But fortunately, you don't look like a genius sword cultivator, and it is estimated that in the future, few people will hear the name of the sword, so you can be happy, master. ”

Chen Ping'an was just about to speak, his heartstrings trembled, and he stood up silently, "You guys stay in Dragon Riding Alley, I'll go somewhere else and take a walk." ”

Chen Ping'an came to the backyard of Yang's shop.

After Chen Ping'an sat down, Old Man Yang said slowly: "Let's talk about something little first, the two little snake pythons following behind your buttocks, let them leave the town quickly and go to Luoluo Mountain, and then Ruan Qiong will open the furnace to cast a sword, and the momentum will be very big, all the monsters and ghosts and spirits on the territory of Longquan County will probably suffer, and at least the sound of the iron of the sword-casting will scatter the hundred-year-old Taoism that has been accumulated so hard, and even will be beaten back to its original form, and it will simply be scattered." Next, the Longquan County Government and the Huaihuang County Government will notify all the monsters on the record to either leave here temporarily, or go to the two temples of civil and military affairs and take refuge in the mountains, because these places are full of wind and water, and they are full of spiritual energy, which can help block the aftermath of Ruan Qiong's sword. Those two little things in your house, don't rely on a peaceful card, you really think that you can be peaceful. ”

Chen Ping'an's face was heavy, "Okay, I'll inform the two of them when I go back." ”

Old man Yang smoked a dry cigarette and seemed to be brewing words.

Chen Ping'an was sitting precariously, uneasy.

Old man Yang finally spoke: "Qi Jingchun secretly hid an incense villain, which is something I can't ask for, well, it is the little guy who lived in your locust wood sword before, and now it is mine, as a reward, I need to protect you once, this time." Now that the town is changing, it is by no means something you can show up, so it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, I will find someone to help you calculate a hexagram, and when Ruan Qiong succeeds in casting the sword, you will travel south, as for where to go, it depends on your own mood, whether it is to play in the mountains and rivers, or to walk the rivers and lakes, or to go to the battlefield to sharpen the martial arts, everything depends on your Chen Ping'an's own choice. In short, don't come back for five years. ”

Chen Ping'an opened his mouth slightly.

Old man Yang continued: "The ancestral house of Mud Bottle Lane, the five mountains including Luoluo Mountain, the shops in Dragon Riding Lane, etc., you don't have to worry, it will only be better than you yourself." ”

Chen Ping'an's lips moved slightly.

Old man Yang smiled, "Among your friends, isn't there a little girl named Ning Yao?" I might as well tell you, she is from the Inverted Hanging Mountain, to be precise, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, in her hometown, there is the most lacking of a good sword, if you have the guts, go over there and help her send a sword." ”

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and asked, "When do you want me to leave?"

Old man Yang pondered for a moment, "Clean up, wait until Ruan Qiong takes out that sword, and after you get it, you will leave immediately." ”

Chen Ping'an asked, "If you don't leave, what will happen?"

The old man sneered: "How else? And that's not the worst outcome, the worst, I'm telling you now, not a good thing. ”

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hands, rubbed his cheeks fiercely, and suddenly asked a question that didn't seem to have anything to do with business, "The old gentleman said before that the size of the town is not something I can imagine, I want to ask more, how big is the town." ”

Old man Yang gulped out the smoke ring, and said with a smile: "If I'm not mistaken, I've already seen the long bridge in the sky, right?"

Chen Ping'an was immediately shocked, and his heart lake rippled.

Old man Yang said indifferently: "For the sake of the golden incense villain, I can leak some heavenly secrets to you, such as in that small temple, most of the small town children who were sent by the ghosts to write their names have now fallen, but those who survived, without exception, are all heroes and heroes who dominate one side, such as Xie Shi, the Heavenly Monarch of Juluzhou, and Cao Xi, the sword immortal of Bosa Continent." As for me, I am a rent collector, year after year, just keep an eye on the harvest in the field. ”

"Another example is the place that you commonly call the crab archway, which is actually equivalent to a contract, a battle to slay the dragon, everyone sits down in turn, and rewards for meritorious deeds. The covenant was first signed here, and there were a total of four saints in the three sects, and Ma Kuxuan had a relationship with one of them. In addition, in fact, the real function of the archway building, has long been unknown, it should be called the town sword building, is one of the nine male town buildings under the world, as for the town what sword, you and I have a number in my heart. However, in order to hide people's eyes, Jinjiazhou also has a town sword tower, although the imitation of that building can be fake, and the sword of suppression is also amazing, but in the end it is still a fake. But this kind of secret story, you can just listen to it as a story, it doesn't matter if you haven't heard it, it's useless to hear it. ”

Old man Yang squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, "It is said that it is Zhenjian Tower, but in fact, in the earliest days, this was a flying platform. But that's a long time ago, and it's useless to say more. ”

Old man Yang retracted his gaze and said calmly: "Because of your existence, you have invisibly played a role in matchmaking, and I have made a lot of transactions and made a lot of money over the years." Back then, I taught you the art of spitting, the same because I made a surplus of a certain transaction, so you don't have to be grateful for it, there is no need, business is business, maybe one day, there is your enemy sitting here, take out enough chips, I will also talk to him about business and sell you. ”

Chen Ping'an was silent.

It's a little sad.

After all, he is still a teenager, no matter how much he has suffered, no matter how far he has walked the mountain road, the teenager is still that teenager, and he is only fifteen years old after the New Year.

Old man Yang pointed to the hairpin on the top of Chen Ping'an's head, "Although it is just an ordinary hairpin, I like the words on it, so I am going to make a small deal with you as well, you will use this hairpin to exchange it for the same square inch with me, even if it is just a martial artist in the second realm, you can also control it, this alone is rarer than the vast majority of square inch things and things close to you in the world." The next time you go south alone, it's not as good as the last time, it's really helpless, there is nothing really around you, and you can't go far. ”

Chen Ping'an was dumbfounded.

Old man Yang waited quietly for an answer.

Chen Ping'an asked softly, "If one day I want to redeem the hairpin, is it okay?"

Old man Yang smiled: "Most of the others can't do it, you Chen Ping'an, you have helped me earn so many times, you can make a small exception once." But the ugly words are ahead, and when the time comes, it will not be a square inch that can be redeemed. ”

Chen Ping'an took off the hosta and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the white hosta of ordinary material, didn't look at it, and put it in his sleeve.

The next moment, without waiting for Chen Ping'an to withdraw his hand, there was an extra jasper short sword that was no more than an inch long in his palm, and Old Man Yang smiled: "I think you named the sword embryo well, the first day of the junior high school, a good sign, but those two little guys are not interested." Coincidentally, this pocket flying sword can not only be cultivated as a natal flying sword with a high rank, but also can be used as a square inch object, named 'Fifteen'. ”

Chen Ping'an asked in a low voice, "It's precious, isn't it?"

"Just take it. ”

Old man Yang tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Who doesn't eat dumplings during the New Year." ”