She sighed, "Why do you have to live for someone else?" ”

When it comes to practicing martial arts, Cui Cheng's influence on Chen Ping'an is unimaginable.

Fang Cai's sentence is obviously half, Chen Ping'an is making a promise to the deceased Cui Cheng, and there is a difference between life and death, which still echoes from afar.

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "It's not like this, I've been living for myself, but when I walk on the road, there will be concerns, and I have to let some respected people live in my heart for a long time." If the world can't remember, I'll remember, and if there is an opportunity, I will let people remember it again. ”

She was lost in thought, remembering something very distant from the past.

After Chen Ping'an walked out for a while, he turned around and walked again.

She followed and went back again.

This is the innocence that Chen Ping'an pursues, lest the sword spirit travel too far in the long river of time, and there will be an emergency.

There are too many accidents in the world, and there is no way to stop them.

But at least on my Chen Ping'an's side, I won't have too many complications because of my own negligence.

The one who knows me best, Mr. Qi, died because of me.

They sat on the top of the city, as they had in those days, on the golden arched bridge.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Are you leaving?"

She said: "You can not leave, but the old Xiucai who is waiting in the inverted hanging mountain may have to go to the Temple of Literature to ask for his guilt." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "A short parting is nothing, but don't go back forever, I may still be able to bear it, but it will be very uncomfortable in the end, and I can't say anything when I am uncomfortable, I can only be more uncomfortable." ”

She smiled and said, "My master and I have lived and died together for thousands of years. ”

Chen Ping'an turned around and stretched out his palm.

She raised her hand, not to give a light high-five, but to hold Chen Ping'an's hand and shake it gently, "This is the second agreement." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "Whatever you say, you will do it." ”

She withdrew her hand, patted her knees lightly with both hands, looked at the barren and barren world from afar, and sneered: "It seems that there are still a few old immortals. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Then I'll be more careful." ”

She said: "If I show up, these sneaky ancient beings, I won't dare to kill you, at most, I will let you break the Immortal Bridge and start over, forcing the master to walk down the same old path with me." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "No matter what I think in the future, whether I will change my mind, just say that at the moment, I will not leave." ”

She smiled, "Got it." ”

Chen Ping'an suddenly smiled and asked, "Do you know what my best place is?"

She thought for a moment, "Dare to make a trade-off." ”

For example, in the old Xiucai's mountain and river painting scroll, after handing a sword to Suishan, between her and Ning Yao, Chen Ping'an made a choice.

If it's wrong, there's no future.

A person who flatters the so-called strong and powerful is not worthy of a sword to heaven and earth for her.

After 10,000 years in the world, how many people's knees are soft and their backs are curved? These people should really take a look at how the sages of the human race 10,000 years ago overcame thorns and thorns, climbed high with swords, and only sought death to open the way for future generations.

It's just that in the end, after the generous death of this group of people, the brilliance of human nature, which is very different from divinity, also began to change, or was covered up, the puppet ants created by the gods back then, the reason why they are ants, is that there is a congenital inferiority, not just the short life of the human race, because of this, it was originally high in the sky, regarded as an unswerving foot ant, can only provide a steady stream of incense for many gods, to take away, in addition, life is no different from grass mustard. At that time, a golden body deity overlooking the earth, in fact, there are some existences, aware of the changes in the world, just relying on the incense of the world to condense and quench the golden body, involving the essence of immortality of the gods, and the benefits are so great that it is unimaginable, it is simply an inexhaustible source, so there are some gods who are blind to it, and some are dismissive, and they don't think it takes much effort to crush a group of ants to death.

But the final outcome has evolved to this, of course, there is an accidental inevitability. For example, the battle between fire and water.

The biggest exceptions, of course, were her previous masters, and the rest of the gods, who were willing to treat a small group of people as true kindred spirits.

That was the beginning of human swordsmanship and ten thousand laws.

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said softly: "My heart is free. ”

Then Chen Ping'an smiled: "I haven't said this kind of thing to anyone before, because I haven't thought about it." ”

She muttered the four words.

"My heart is free. ”

Chen Ping'an was thrown back into the city by the boss sword immortal, Nalan Yexing had already appeared at the door, and the two walked into the Ning Mansion together, Nalan Yexing asked softly: "Is it the boss sword fairy pulling over?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and didn't say anything more.

Nalan Night Walking was actually not too worried, but since he learned that it was the boss Sword Immortal who did it, he was even more relieved.

However, Chen Ping'an said in his heart: "Grandpa Nalan, tell Mama Bai that if you have something to discuss, it's on the side of the mustard seed world." ”

Nalan Yexing's expression was solemn, "Discuss with Miss?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Together." ”

The four gathered in the martial arts arena.

Chen Ping'an roughly talked about the sword spirit, only saying that the current situation was rough, and did not involve more origins.

The two old men, Nalan Night Walking and Bai Lianshuang, looked at each other as if listening to a book from heaven.

The true spirit born from the fairy sword?

Is it one of the four legendary fairy swords, 10,000 years ago, it was already the most lethal one?

Ning Yao was fine, looking as usual.

Then the mustard seed world of the martial arts field rippled, and a tall woman in snow-white clothes walked out, standing beside Chen Ping'an, looking around, and finally looking at Ning Yao.

Ning Yao raised his eyebrows.

The sword spirit smiled: "Don't worry, I'll leave soon." ”

Ning Yao said: "If you don't leave, what?"

The sword spirit stared at Ning Yao's eyebrows and smiled, "It's a bit interesting, worthy of my master." ”

Chen Ping'an knew that it was going to be bad, and sure enough, Ning Yao sneered: "No, isn't it worthy?

Nalan walked at night and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Bai Lian Shuang's body was even tighter, and he was extremely nervous.

The sword spirit smiled: "No, no, it's okay." ”

Ning Yao smiled.

Chen Ping'an looked at his nose and nose and heart, and the eighteen kinds of martial arts were useless, and it would be wrong to say one more word at this time.

Sword Spirit yawned, "Gone, gone." ”

The already ethereal figure gradually dissipated. In the end, under the escort of Chen Qingdu, he broke through the canopy of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and when he arrived at the Haoran world, there was still Lao Xiucai to help cover up the traces and go to Aquarius together.

On the way away, Lao Xiucai smiled and asked, "How is it?"

The sword spirit said, "It's not such a beautiful woman. ”

Lao Xiucai rubbed his hands lightly, looked embarrassed and said, "Where are you talking about this." ”

The sword spirit sighed, "You said that Chen Qingdu, after a farewell of 10,000 years, the two sides talked about the old days, and they had a good chat." ”

Lao Xiucai frowned, feeling that this was the wrong time and should not ask more.

Sword Spirit looked down at the inverted hanging mountain, and said casually: "Chen Qingdu promised to release one more person, a total of three people, you have an explanation at the Temple of Literature." ”

Lao Xiucai said angrily: "What? The big face of the predecessors is only worth one person?! Is this Chen Qing trying to rebel?

The sword spirit said: "I can let Chen Qingdu not let anyone go, this time and again, is my face worth four people?"

Lao Xiucai said righteously: "How can you let your predecessors go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi again!" There are only three of them, Chen Qing is not kind, my generation of scholars, all of them are heroic, and they still have to talk about etiquette, righteousness and shame. ”

As soon as the sword spirit lowered his head again, it was that one

Jiaolonggou, Lao Xiucai glanced at it, and said stupidly: "There are only some small fish and shrimp left, I'll just forget it." ”

Between the inverted hanging mountain, Jiaolonggou and the first line of Aquarius, the white rainbow and the green smoke flashed away, and they were thousands of miles away in an instant.

Not to mention the Sword Immortal Imperial Sword, even if it is a transcontinental communication flying sword, it does not have such an amazing speed.

The sword spirit raised a hand, fingers moving slightly.

Lao Xiucai stretched his neck and looked at it, a little uneasy, and asked tentatively, "What is this for?"

The sword spirit said indifferently: "Bookkeeping." ”

Lao Xiucai cautiously asked: "Bookkeeping, whose account, Lu Shen, or the stinky bull-nosed old Taoist in the Taoist Temple?"

The sword spirit smiled and said, "Remember how many times you shouted seniors." ”

Lao Xiucai said bitterly: "How can this be, just imagine how old I am, how many old guys call me Lao Xiucai, when do I care......?

The sword spirit put away his hand, looked at the sea sect under his feet that stood at the same time as the first statue of the Rain Master and the god general of the Heavenly Court South Heavenly Gate, and asked, "How does Bai Ze choose?"

Lao Xiucai smiled: "I made a good choice, I want to wait and see." ”

The sword spirit asked, "This merit?"

Lao Xiucai shook his head and said, "No." How to calculate, who is counted, there are no people. ”

Sword Spirit sneered: "The ability of a scholar to calculate accounts is really not small. ”

Lao Xiucai nodded and said, "No, I'm really tired." ”

Sword Spirit turned his head, "That's not right. ”

Lao Xiucai said stupidly: "You can go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the risk is too great, I said that you can take your life as a guarantee, the thief of the Temple of Literature is a fucking chicken thief, and he won't agree to live or die." So some of the merits that were assigned to my retreat disciples have been used up. Yasheng Yimai, there are few heroic spirits, pick and search, just sages are not heroic, what kind of real sages, if I am still in the Temple of Literature with the old man staring, I would have given his mother a good reason to Yasheng Yimai. I also blame me, when the scenery was in the past, the three school palaces and all the academies, everyone sharpened their heads and invited me to give lectures, but I was thin-skinned and blindly put on a shelf, in the end, I talked less, otherwise I was thinking about carrying a small hoe to those school palaces and academies. ”

Regarding Lao Xiucai's unauthorized use of his master's merits, the sword spirit didn't have the slightest mood swing, as if he did this, so he had an appetite for her.

As for what Lao Xiucai is talking about to guarantee her life, she is panicked for the sour Xiucai next to her, and she is embarrassed to talk about this, how can she not be a ghost, a ghost, a ghost, or a god, he will not know? Who in the world can kill you now? The Holy Ancestor will definitely not make a move, and Lisheng is even more so, Yasheng just has a dispute with him Wensheng, and does not involve any personal grievances.

Lao Xiucai nodded to himself and said: "No need to use it in vain, it's better to use it up early, so that my disciple will know, but it's bad to be involved, it's not a good thing to have this involvement." My vein, it's really not that I put gold on my face, all of them are high-spirited and knowledgeable, and they are really heroes, Xiao Ping'an, this child has traveled through three continents, traveled all over the world, but I haven't gone to a single academy, so I know what the attitude towards our Confucian Confucian Temple, School Palace and Academy is. I'm holding my breath in my heart, I think it's good, that's right. ”

The sword spirit smiled: "Cui Yun?"

Lao Xiucai said with a blank face: "Have I accepted this disciple?" I remember that I only have my disciple Cui Dongshan. ”

Jian Ling said: "I think Cui Yun is the most popular. ”

"Who's to say it isn't. ”

Lao Xiucai looked in a trance and muttered: "I also have mistakes, but unfortunately there is no chance to correct my mistakes, life is like this, knowing mistakes can improve a lot, knowing mistakes but can't change them, regretting a lot, hurting a lot." ”

It's just that Lao Xiucai quickly swept away the haze in his heart, pulled his beard and smiled. The past cannot be chased, but the comer can still be chased, isn't he taking in a retreat disciple?

What was the previous generation.

We are young, but we are the same generation.

In the twilight, on the side of the wine shop, Diezhang was a little puzzled, why did Chen Ping'an come to drink again not long after he left during the day?

The business of the wine shop is good, not to mention that there are no empty tables, and there are not even empty seats, which makes Chen Ping'an feel a little better when he buys wine.

Dou handed over a pot of the cheapest drink and asked, "What is this?"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "When something happens, Ning Yao told me not to be angry, and he said that he was really not angry, but I always felt that it was not like it." ”

Diezhang didn't gloat either, and comforted: "Ning Yao speaks, never beating around the bush, she says not angry, she must be really not angry, you think too much." ”

Chen Ping'an replied and said sullenly: "Big shopkeeper, you said it yourself, I see people accurately, or are you accurate?"

Diezhang can gloat at this time, "The second shopkeeper will drink a few more pots, our shop has enough wine, old rules, familiar faces, except for those who have just broken the border, they will not be credited." ”

Chen Ping'an squatted on the side of the road with a wine jug, chopsticks, and dishes, and on the side was a drunkard Jian Xiu who often came to patronize business, the kind that would kill him if he left the wine one day, Longmen Realm, named Han Rong, like Chen Ping'an, only drank one snowflake Zhuhai Dongtian wine at a time. Earlier, Chen Ping'an said to Diezhang that this kind of customer needs to be won over to a smiling face, Diezhang was still a little stunned at the time, Chen Ping'an had to patiently explain that drunkard friends are all drunkards, and they like to squat in a nest to drink to death, compared to those who drink a pot of good wine alone every other day, the former is a good guest who can't wait to turn around and sit down a few steps away from the wine table, and all the business in the world is not a good deal.

At that time, Diezhang even took these sentences that he thought were good words in the account book one by one, and Chen Ping'an on the side looked sad to death, our big shopkeeper is really not a businessman, how did he open the shop for more than ten years?

Han Rong smiled and asked: "Second shopkeeper, what about drinking? What's the matter, I owe it, and I am driven out?" It's okay, Brother Han, I am a veteran of Huacong, I will teach you a trick, it will be regarded as wine money, how about it, this deal, it is cost-effective!"

Chen Ping'an chewed the pickles, took a sip of wine, and said, "If I listen to you, I will be bullshit." What's more, I just came out to drink a little wine, besides, who taught who the tricks, I don't have a number in my heart? The nothing on the wall of the shop, what did Brother Han write, did you forget to clean up the drink? I don't understand, there are so many nothing cards in the shop, just that, the name is on the wall, dare to love Brother Han, you are the place where you confess in our shop? That girl still dares to come to my shop to drink? Today, you pay double for the drink. ”

"Don't mind. Brothers talk about money and hurt friendship. ”

Han Rong held the bowl with five fingers, took a sip of wine, and then sighed: "We have a lot of bachelors here, but it is rare to be as infatuated as me." In the future, if I really become a beautiful woman and return to the beauty, I will be your shop manifestation, and I will keep it in the future to repay my vows, and when the time comes, I will directly bring me two pots of five snowflake drinks. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Okay, I'll give you another pot when the time comes." ”

Han Rong asked, "Really?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It's just a snowflake money." ”

Han Rong said disappointedly: "It's too unsophisticated, the second dignified shopkeeper, young and promising, outstanding, a young handsome man like a dragon and a phoenix among people......"

Chen Ping'an scolded with a smile: "Stop, stop, Brother Han, I vomited wine, you will compensate me?"

Stacked in the distance, looking at the chat was very hot for the two of them, some of them surrendered, this second shopkeeper can really talk.

Chen Ping'an also said that he really likes to drink on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, because on many wine tables in Haoran World, the same glass of wine is deep for those with great authority, and shallow for those with small authority.

Han Rong smiled, and suddenly remembered something, "Second shopkeeper, you read a lot, can you help me think of a few sour poems, the level is not too high, just 'Zeng Mengqingshen came to wine', I like that girl, I prefer this mouthful, if you help the old brother, no matter what."

It's useless, I'll help you pull a big table of drunkards over when I go back, don't drink ten jars of wine, and I'll have your surname in the future. ”

"You should be dragging the text to drink, and if you have money, you will serve it on the table one by one, there is no such good thing. ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "Besides, Lao Tzu has not yet married, so he will not accept his son." ”

Han Rong picked up the wine bowl, "Our brothers have a deep relationship, let's stuff one first, and then toss a song for my brother, even if it's one or two sentences." If you don't have a son, you can't be a grandson?"

Chen Ping'an raised the wine bowl, "I'll think about it later, but to say a word of conscience, Shixing is not big, and it depends on how good the drinking is." ”

Han Rong immediately turned his head and shouted loudly towards Stacked Ridge: "The big shopkeeper, the second shopkeeper will pay for this jar of wine!"

Diezhang nodded, always feeling that if Chen Ping'an was willing to sell wine with peace of mind, it was estimated that in a few years, he would be able to open the shop in the city.

A slender young woman came and walked up to the second shopkeeper who was explaining to Brother Han what "Feiguang" was, and she smiled: "Can you delay Chen Gongzi for a moment?"

Chen Ping'an nodded with a smile, turned his head to Han Rong and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just understand it." ”

Chen Ping'an walked on the street with the woman and said with a smile: "Miss Yu has a heart." ”

The one who came was Yu Qia, the woman who made Fan Dache haunt her heart.

Yu Qia's expression was slightly unnatural, but he soon said in a soft and slow voice: "I heard about the incident that night, although Fan Dache and I failed to make it to the end, I still have to personally apologize to Chen Gongzi, after all, the matter started because of me, and Chen Gongzi suffered some wrongs." Maybe it's not appropriate to say this, and it will even make Chen Gongzi feel that I am saying some hypocritical polite words, no matter what, I still hope that Chen Gongzi can be considerate of Fan Dache, he is really good, but I can't stand him. ”

"If Fan Dache is a bad person, I won't be scolded by him. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Who hasn't drunk and drunk high, when a man is drunk and reciting a woman's name, he must really like it, as for drunk scolding, he doesn't have to take it seriously at all." ”

"Thank you, Gongzi Chen. ”

Yu Qia gave a blessing, "Then I won't bother Chen Gongzi to drink with his friends." ”

After Yu Qia left, Chen Ping'an returned to the store and continued to squat and drink, Han Rong had already left, of course, he didn't forget to help settle the bill.

He leaned in and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "It's Fan Dache's case, and Yu Qia helped to make amends." ”

Dian Zhang tugged at the corners of his mouth, "It's not that I'm afraid of annoying Chen Sanqiu, Chen Sanqiu is in Fan Dache's big and small sons' mountains, but he is the one who sits on the top spot." Chen Sanqiu really wants to say something serious, Yu Qia won't want to mix up over there in the future. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and didn't say much.

It's not that simple.

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Let's make a bet, will Fan Dache appear?"

Diezhang nodded and said, "I bet he will appear." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and was about to nod.

Diezhang changed his words and said, "Don't gamble." ”

Chen Ping'an looked a little regretful, and he felt that he didn't gamble, and he was right, he never thought that Fan Dache would come without half a burnt incense.

Stacked eyes rolled.

When Fan Dache arrived at the wine shop, he hesitated, and finally asked for a pot of wine and squatted beside Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Miss Yu said, she can't stand you." ”

Fan Dache lowered his head, his face was full of tears all of a sudden, and he didn't drink, just holding the wine bowl.

Chen Ping'an lifted the wine bowl, lightly touched the white bowl in Fan Dache's hand, and then said: "Don't think about it, I can't wait to fight tomorrow, I just think it's okay to die in the south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi." ”

Fan Dache drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, "How do you know?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Guess." ”

Fan Dache said: "Don't make it impossible for you and Sanqiu to be friends because of my relationship, or you are still friends, but you have a mustard in your heart." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "You think too much. ”

Fan Dache nodded and said, "That's good." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "If you don't come to me today, I will also look for you." ”

Fan Dache smiled bitterly: "I received my kindness, but it was useless." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "You must be uncomfortable at this time. Mosquitoes and flies buzz like thunder, and ants pass like mountains. I've got a solution, would you like to try it?"

Fan Dache was puzzled: "What method?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "If you fight, it hurts as much as you feel distressed, and you will feel better." ”

Fan Dache said suspiciously: "You won't just find a chance to beat me, will you?

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't believe it. ”

But in the end, Fan Dache still followed Chen Ping'an to the corner of the street, and without waiting for Fan Dache to pull out the stance, he knocked him down with a punch, and after falling to the ground several times, Fan Dache finally had a bloody face, staggered to stand up, staggered and walked on the road, Chen Ping'an finished work, still calm, walked aside, turned his head and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"

Fan Dache wiped his face, spread his hands, raised his head and scolded: "It's so good for your uncle! ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "What is it if you vomit some blood, otherwise you will drink my Zhuhai Cave Heavenly Wine for nothing." Remember to pay for the drink before leaving, as for the white bowl, forget it, I'm not the kind of person who is particularly careful, I can't remember such a trivial thing. ”

Chen Ping'an stopped, "I have something." ”

Fan Dache walked to the store alone.

Chen Ping'an turned around and smiled: "Didn't scare you, did you?"

It was the young man Zhang Jiazhen.

Zhang Jiazhen shook her head and said, "I want to ask what should be done to interpret the word "stability" according to Mr. Chen's original intention?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Steady, there is also a solution, which is interpreted as the word 'people are not in a hurry', which is similar to slow. It's just slow but not wrong, and in the end it is fast, so it's urgent. ”

Zhang Jiazhen thought for a moment, smiled, raised her head, looked at Chen Ping'an with her hands in her sleeves, and asked: "Mr. Chen, I can't practice martial arts and swords, so when I have leisure in the future, Mr. is also near the shop, so can I ask Mr. Chen for advice on how to interpret words?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Of course you can." I'll be here more often in the future. ”

Zhang Jiazhen blinked.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at Ning Yao.

Zhang Jiazhen said goodbye and left, turned around and ran away.

Chen Ping'an walked briskly and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Ning Yao asked, "Drinking again?"

Chen Ping'an was speechless, he was full of alcohol, if he dared to die and didn't admit it, wouldn't he be beaten half to death?

Ning Yao suddenly took his hand.

Neither of them spoke, just walked past the shop and down the street.

Ning Yao asked, "Why don't you speak?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, and learned from someone to speak, "Chen Ping'an, even if you marry a daughter-in-law by luck in the future, most of you will be a lack of heart." ”

Ning Yao didn't say anything for the first time, was silent for a moment, just laughed to himself, squinted, raised a hand forward, left a distance between his thumb and index finger, as if he said to himself: "I like it so much, and I don't have it?"

Ning Yao was a little puzzled, and found that Chen Ping'an had stopped moving, but the two were still holding hands, so Ning Yao turned his head to look, for some reason, Chen Ping'an's lips trembled, and he said hoarsely: "If one day, I leave first, what will you do?

is no longer the straw sandal boy in Mud Bottle Lane, let alone Chen Ping'an, who is the child with a basket of herbs on his back, inexplicably just thinking of this, he is a little sad, and then very sad.

All the suffering that can be said can be slowly endured after all. Only the sadness that is secretly hidden, will only be fragmented, gathered into a lot, year after year, like a lonely little mute, hiding in the corner of the heart, curling up, the child just raised his head, and every self when he grew up, silently looked at each other, without saying a word.