In the Great Song Dynasty.

If there is no surprise to the woman who has lost her body.

Generally, they are caught and killed by their husbands, and the yamen will not do anything, and some places with simple folk customs may even have to be immersed in pig cages.

And Meng Yulou did not lose his body.

But I vaguely remember that before I fell into a coma, I hugged Chen Ping's neck and bit it several times.

Count it up.

It has also crossed the etiquette.

But the more this is the case, the more Meng Yulou is grateful and melancholy for this Chen Gongzi.

Grateful that Chen Ping saved her.

It's melancholy.

With his own appearance, this Chen Gongzi did not move her like Liu Xia Hui.

It can be seen that this person is angry.

It's not something you can do casually.

Now the Yang family can't go back, and the Meng family can't go back.

The road ahead has become a bit confusing.

Cover your head.

Meng Yulou didn't know how to stop, and didn't know how to face Chen Ping for a while, so he pretended not to hear it and lay back again.

......

Although Meng Yulou did not open the door.

But there are no secrets for Chen Ping here.

Meng Yulou's every move was under his heavenly workmanship.

Although I don't know what happened to this little lady Meng, why she went out of the city alone and almost had a disaster, she could vaguely guess something.

I don't bother to tear it, I put my clothes at the door and go about my own business.

Luo Qingyi, this girl is still downstairs.

Parvis.

Chen Ping carried a basket of bananas and pears and put them on the table on the first floor, and was about to greet her, but saw the other party playing with the faucet in the kitchen.

"Miss Luo?"

"Alas~"

Like a frightened rabbit, Luo Qingyi twisted the faucet and looked at Chen Ping a little unnaturally.

"Come and eat fruit, it's still some time before it gets dark."

"I also have something I want to ask Miss Luo about."

"Okay."

Luo Qingyi regained his composure.

Seeing the basket of bananas on the table, his tongue licked unconsciously.

Eat a banana.

Cultivate for three days.

Who can endure such a good thing.

If it weren't for Senior Brother Lin Han because of his identity as a Ping Demon Guard, I'm afraid he would have come over with a cheeky face.

And get along these days.

She also probably knows Chen Gongzi's temperament of being cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

If you don't annoy him, he will treat you sincerely as a friend, greet you with a smile, and don't hold the Taoist skills and call himself a senior, and he is not polite; But if he is annoyed and evil, this Chen Gongzi will still laugh, but the person who annoys him will die.

Lin Han couldn't see through him.

Luo Qingyi couldn't see through it, but she could feel Chen Ping's sincerity.

It's also very comfortable to communicate.

"Now on the 23rd Road of the Great Song Dynasty, the land of the three continents in the southwest, although the anti-thieves are huge, claiming to be hundreds of thousands, they are all rabble, and only the rookies in the literary world of Yunzhou Confucianism and Taoism can be suppressed."

"My master Red Eyebrow Hero, although he is strong in martial arts and is a martial arts master in the Sanpin Realm, he is still no match for the scholars in this world."

"So a lot of the time there's nothing you can do."

"This Confucianism is so powerful?" Chen Ping was a little puzzled.

Luo Qingyi nodded.

"Naturally, it's amazing."

"The three teachings of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism, the Confucianism and Taoism lineage since the Han Dynasty expelled hundreds of schools of thought, respected Confucianism alone, and thousands of reading seeds have pushed Confucianism and Taoism to a new height for thousands of years."

"Takeo has flesh."

"Taoist priests have magic."

"Scholars naturally also have a literary temperament, courage, heroic righteousness, Confucian and Taoist masters, and Confucian and Taoist saints who have been passed down for eternity."

"Since this scholar reads the books of the sages, how can he treat the people as ants and discard them like catkins."

"Then I don't know." Luo Qingyi's mood was a little low.

That's how the Great Song is.

Even though the heroes have force, they still can't fight those who read, which is why no matter how the rivers and lakes are churning, except for some variables other than Chen Ping.

Most of the famous places in the rivers and lakes are nothing more than shit in the eyes of readers.

Only martial arts masters can enter their eyes.

"What realm is Chen Gongzi, whether he has entered more than the norm, his color is back to his childish face, his appearance is pleasing and his heart is at ease, and he is psychic and thorough

The Avatar? ”

When it comes to the cultivation system of the Confucian lineage, Luo Qingyi can't help but want to know about Chen Ping's realm.

Looking at Chen Ping's daily methods, they are all somewhat similar to Daomen.

So let's move in that direction.

The Transformation Dao Realm is also called the Foundation Building Realm.

Because Dao cultivation is not as important as other martial arts, not everyone has a spiritual root.

There are few entrants.

Even less when entering the foundation realm.

This realm has broken the nature of the human body, opened up the interior scene, and the Tao is spiritual, not an ordinary person.

Put it in a teaching.

It's also a great big shot.

Chen Ping knew Luo Qingyi's thoughts, and he had also read a lot of miscellaneous books in the past few days, and had a rough understanding of the cultivation system of each vein, Taoism was the most promising way to break through the void and live forever.

But now he hasn't fixed it.

So I had to shake my head and say: "I cultivate the Heavenly Crafts Thread, and my Thread is a little special, and as for the realm, I don't know how to divide it."

"Oh, by the way, Miss Luo, have you ever heard of the fairy gods in this world?"

"Immortals?"

"I don't know, but I heard my master say that a hundred years ago there may have been, but now it's gone."

"Why?"

"I don't know, but I know that people will die, even if it is a top grandmaster of the First Rank Realm, he will die after hundreds of years of infamy."

"Chen Gongzi."

"Your Tiangong lineage can't be a hidden sect, how can you not know anything about the things on the rivers and lakes?" Luo Qingyi looked at Chen Ping a little strangely.

That's what I asked today.

But everyone in the rivers and lakes knows things.

"Yes."

"No wonder." Luo Qingyi muttered, wondering where this mysterious Tiangong sect was hiding.

Chen Ping saw that Luo Qingyi made up his own brain, and he also saved some tongues.

As for everything the other side said.

There are a few points that Chen Ping believes.

Confucianism and Taoism have their own cultivation methods, and when he burned Cao Dexing that day, he saw the other party's literary spirit, which made Chen Ping a little annoyed at that time.

Can such a dog official also be civil?

According to the set of online texts in my hometown.

Isn't it the heart that can't read?

But that's not the case.

There are good people and bad people among the readers.

There are those who really ask for the lives of the people, and there are those who feed the dogs with their conscience.

The Great Song Dynasty emphasized literature and light martial arts.

It's also true.

Looking at the seventh-grade lieutenant Lin Han's cowering appearance, you can get a glimpse of the whole picture.

As for whether there are immortals.

Be skeptical of certification.

But actually.

Chen Ping thinks that there are immortals.

At least the character who threw the Heavenly Creation into his head was an existence that Chen Ping couldn't understand.

Of course.

There is not necessarily an answer to this question, even until death.

~

"Gongzi Chen, it's almost dark, are you sure they will come?"

Seeing that night is approaching.

Luo Qingyi finally couldn't help it, and no longer wanted to talk about the rivers and lakes.

Chen Ping smiled and nodded when he heard this.

Said lightly: "It will come."

Seeing Chen Ping nodding, in fact, Luo Qingyi didn't have much expectations for the gentry, so he smiled reluctantly.

This is undoubtedly a feast for them.

I am lost.

Luo Qingyi suddenly heard a shout outside:

"Yanggu Li, meet Chen Gongzi."

"Yanggu Huang Clan, meet Chen Gongzi."

“......”

Luo Qingyi hurriedly got up and pushed open the window, looking at more than a dozen boats with lanterns hanging on the riverside were heading towards this side, and looked back at Chen Ping, who was sitting and drinking tea, and a ripple was blowing in his heart, which was as calm as a secluded lake......