On the shore of a mountain and lake, I found a bamboo house that had been abandoned for many years, the original appearance is still faintly recognizable, presumably at the beginning of the construction, it was very exquisite, most of them were built by wealthy hermits, and must have liked fishing.

A group of people settled here, each with a division of labor, Chen Ping'an went to cut two slender old bamboo poles, one long and one short, when he came back, Zhu Yong had already lit the bonfire, Chen Ping'an squatted next to the fire, borrowed the fire to slowly smoke the bamboo pole, in order to increase the toughness of the fishing rod, otherwise the big thing in the water saw the light, a little pull, the bamboo pole was broken. Chen Ping'an handed the short bamboo pole to Pei Qian and asked her to learn from him.

In the bamboo house, Zhu Yong was learning from the bearded man, the two sat a little far away from everyone, Zhu Yong seemed to be showing off the "fairy book" given by the old man surnamed Xun, men and women were fighting, sweating profusely.

The young Taoist priest was sitting on the ground with Lu Baixiang, talking and playing a game, and Wei Xian squatted aside, still waiting for the victory to be revealed.

The yellow earth cow watched the wind in the mountains and forests near the bamboo house.

In the face of this beautiful landscape, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Sui left the bamboo house on the right, took off his boots at the edge of the "house foundation" like a bamboo raft, sat there, put a pair of snow-white jade feet into the water, put the infatuated sword on his knees, pressed his hands on both ends of the scabbard, looked into the distance, the fresh breath of the mountains and wilderness, refreshing people's hearts.

made two long and short fishing rods, Chen Ping'an threw them a few times, tried to see the size of the arc, Pei Qian stood next to him and drew a scoop according to the gourd.

When the two masters and apprentices came to the outside of the bamboo house, Chen Ping'an began to tie the fishing line and fishhook, Pei Qian still did the same, but some details were poor, Chen Ping'an would help her re-tie the line and tie the hook.

Then he took Pei Qian to the distant lake to lift up rocks, and looked for an aquatic fish insect shaped like a mole cricket at the bottom.

In the end, Chen Ping'an didn't fish, but let Pei Qian fish alone, and he put the long fishing rod into the jade pendant that Zheng Dafeng gave him at hand, where there were both worn-out straw sandals that were not discarded, inconspicuous market objects such as fish hooks and fishing lines, and the water well immortals brewed these slightly valuable wines, as well as the yellowed sycamore leaves, which are said to contain two sets of mountain protection arrays born in Taiping Mountain and Fu Ping Sect, and a large number of Gu Yu money repaid by the Tong Ye Sect.

Pei Qian is not very patient by nature, but with Chen Ping'an by his side, plus copying books and practicing calligraphy for such a long time, he has some temperament, so he quietly stares at the movement on the water, and can't wait to drag a hundred-pound big herring ashore in the next moment.

Chen Ping'an is thinking about the fourth type of shaking mountain boxing, which is named the heaven and earth pile, which is a very loud fist pile, in addition to a detailed introduction to the operation of the true qi, this dynamic and static combination of the boxing pile, the posture is really weird, three realms, requiring the study of the future generations of shaking the mountain boxing, handstand boxing, respectively, with the palm, fist and a finger as a support point, and then "walk".

Regarding the fist pile of heaven and earth, the book proudly says, the husband who stands up to the sky and the earth, and those who practice my boxing method, must teach the heaven and the earth to flip with my fist.

No wonder the barefoot old man said that this mediocre boxing book is useless except for his big tone and high heart.

Chen Ping'an gently patted the ground, his body flipped elegantly, and pressed one palm against the ground of the bamboo row.

Pei Qian turned his head, and when he saw this scene, he wanted to laugh.

Chen Ping'an, who was standing upside down, was free at the moment, pointed to the water, and motioned Pei Qian to concentrate on fishing.

Pei Qian turned his head honestly, Chen Ping'an turned his palm into a fist, "stood on the ground" with his fist, and then supported it with just one finger, his body was slightly raised, and he operated with the true qi of the mountain shaking fist, from beginning to end, there was no difficulty.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes, except for one finger to support the ground, the other hand with two fingers together in front of him, the sword qi taught by Ah Liang stopped eighteen, and finally the twelve, The bottleneck between the thirteen stops will not be broken, Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry, but Pei Qian who was taught in the dust pharmacy in the old dragon city stopped eighteenth, not long after leaving the beetail crossing, Pei Qian used the tone of only earning three or two copper coins, a little excited, and didn't feel how great it was, and told Chen Ping'an that she could run freely until the twelfth stop, which made Chen Ping'an a little helpless, so he had to continue to tell Pei Qian to guard against arrogance and rashness, and to be down-to-earth.

Chen Ping'an was inevitably a little anxious, or worried.

If Pei Qian climbs the martial arts at an astonishing speed, one day, she, a joking disciple of the mountain, will walk side by side with her master Chen Ping'an, and then she will go farther and farther, and she will climb alone and overlook the world.

The disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, this is what Chen Ping'an said to Zheng Dafeng personally, and the blue is better than the blue, and it is a classic argument in the persuasion of the master of Wensheng, Chen Ping'an does not care that Pei Qian's martial arts go further and higher than himself, but Chen Ping'an has to worry that he is Pei Qian's preacher and protector, if Pei Qian will one day go crooked, how should he deal with himself? Like the young Jiaolong Ditch who threw out the snake gallstone, he said indifferently, "If it is a bad fate, a sword will cut it"? Can he Chen Ping'an do it? Taking a step back, even if he has such a cold and hard heart, but at that time, Pei Qian's martial arts were so high that it might be difficult for him Chen Ping'an to look up to, so how could he break it?

In the blessed land of lotus flowers, under the leadership of the old Taoist people of the East China Sea, he has walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, and once seen a gentleman's friend party in the temple as a bystander, and in the past 80 years, how has he gone from worrying about the country and the people and the economy to the turbidity of the atmosphere and the corrosion of the wind and bones, and everyone flaunts himself as a gentleman, and is already a gentleman, so how can there be flaws? The jackal is in charge, and in the Nashilin literary world, which is far away from the rivers and lakes, there will be disciples and protégés who will lead the wind and compile all kinds of wild histories for political opponents.

Since Chen Ping'an has the intention of starting a sect, he must put an end to this worst situation.

If he can't even teach the nearest Pei Qian well, how can Chen Ping'an dare to say that the sect he will be in the future will not be the second Tongye Sect after thousands of years?

Read books and know etiquette, practice martial arts to strengthen your body.

This is Chen Ping'an's original intention for Pei Qian.

In general, this is like walking on two legs, flat and stable, there is no problem, but the key is that Pei Qian's talent in martial arts is too high, and his martial arts are too high, one day, as long as she feels that the truth in the book is just to deal with Chen Ping'an's drudgery, once she feels that reasoning with others one day is too annoying and boring, she will think that I have boxing skills, and I have a sword mistake at the waist, and I follow my own heart everywhere, I don't talk about prudence, and I don't know how to deny myself, don't talk to me about right and wrong Nine Realm martial artists or even Ten Realm martial artists, Chen Ping'an don't say that it is fifty small summer money, I am afraid that fifty or five hundred Gu Yu money will not help.

Chen Ping'an stood upside down, closed his eyes and pondered, turning over and over, but he didn't come up with the best of both worlds.

Do you really want to interrupt Pei Qian's current martial arts path because of the "what if" in the future?

Previously, in the mountain col, in the face of Shan Zeye Xiu, who harbored evil intentions but had not yet created a tragedy after all, Chen Ping'an said, "The difficulty is that the worst result did not appear, so the truth can be talked about again", otherwise Chen Ping'an would not have to be so roundabout, and each would have to fight according to his ability.

This is Chen Ping'an in the border inn after the battle of "ask yourself", after the battle of the old Dragon City, through the female crown Huang Ting to understand the follow-up changes of the Tongye Sect Mountain Gate, Chen Ping'an made some changes, because Chen Ping'an felt that he should take a small step back, different places and different people, more learning on this "small step", more pondering, otherwise the world everywhere with "clear conscience" as an excuse, right and wrong are still a lot of confusion.

Pei Qian, who was angry at how the fish was so disrespectful, suddenly touched her slightly aching cheeks, but found that Sui's right side was looking at her, Pei Qian followed Sui's right gaze and saw Chen Ping'an not far away, his brows were furrowed, which was not the same as usual.

Sui put away the fingers on the right side that flicked Pei Qian's cheek with water droplets, and continued to raise his eyes to look into the distance.

Pei Qian gently lowered the fishing rod, tiptoed to Chen Ping'an's side, squatted there, and stared at the master's brow.

Could it be that the master realized it later, and only then did he begin to feel sorry for the fifty little summer coins?

Chen Ping'an opened his eyes, looked at the black charcoal face that had not yet turned white, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Pei Qian thought for a while, "Master, have something to worry about?" ”

Chen Ping'an's wrist was slightly forced, his body was reversed, and he returned to a normal standing position, and then sat down cross-legged, a little hesitant.

The thing is too far away, the truth is too big.

Could Pei Qian be too young now? Will her words and emotions be like a heavy boulder pressing on her shoulders?

Chen Ping'an took off his sword cultivation gourd and drank a sip of small refining medicinal wine, and the breeze of the mountains and rivers gently blew on his face, which made Chen Ping'an's mood slightly easier.

Life is less than 100, and I often have a thousand years of worries.

Chen Ping'an drank the wine, smiled and narrowed his eyes, laughing at himself in his heart, does he have the meaning of a scholar now?

He turned his head and smiled, "It's about you, do you want to hear it?"

Pei Qian swallowed his saliva, and immediately began to reflect on what stubborn things he had done along the way, and probably already knew that it was not a trivial matter of one or two chestnuts smashed on his head, so he said with a bitter face: "Can you not listen? When I am older, I will remember more, and the master will listen to me again?"

Chen Ping'an touched her little head, "It doesn't involve any good or bad things, it's just some of my heart, don't worry about eating chestnuts and pulling your ears." ”

Pei Qian, who had no burden, immediately sat upright, facing Chen Ping'an, who was sitting sideways, her eyes were smiling, she held the two bamboo swords on her waist, and pretended to say: "Master, please speak!" ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and turned to sit slightly, the two sat opposite each other, and asked: "If one day, your swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and boxing skills are better than Master, and then you encounter something, Master says it is right, you think it is wrong, what should I do?"

Pei Qian said without hesitation: "Listen to the master, what else can you do." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Think about it again." ”

Pei Qian began to scratch his head, and said with a sad face: "But I just think that what the master said is right, it is right, and what is wrong is wrong." ”

Chen Ping'an was silent.

Pei Qian had no choice but to continue to ponder, think wildly, and wander thousands of miles, anyway, the master didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Pei Qian suddenly smiled and asked, "If one day in the future, I am more powerful than Master, how powerful will it be?"

Chen Ping'an said: "For example, Du Lao Thief in Huang Ting's mouth, Du Mao of Tongye Sect, Flying Ascension Realm cultivation. ”

Chen Ping'an added with a smile: "For the time being, we only talk about cultivation, not good and evil. ”

Pei Qian opened his mouth wide and exclaimed: "Good girl, if you are so powerful, there must be mountains of gold and silver at home, do you count the money? Counting the money is too tiring, but if you don't count it clearly, you will be afraid of being stolen a few ah, alas, the troubles of the rich, when will I have it......

Chen Ping'an looked at the swarthy little girl who was becoming more and more worried, smiled dumbly, leaned forward, and patted Pei Qian's head gently, "There is a soldier in my hometown, Master Ruan, who fights iron and casts swords, looking back, there is one thing he has done really well, that is, about accepting apprentices, Master Ruan will not only look at qualifications, but also see whether he is a fellow disciple and whether he can walk together, instead of looking for some disciples with excellent talent but incompatible temperament, or looking for some apprentices who will only have a conflict between the master and others, so he will stand up and just fight and kill." ”

Pei Qian wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he didn't speak.

Chen Ping'an continued: "Back to the original question, if you have a dispute with Master, what should you do? We should sit with each other as we do today, and then explain our respective rights and wrongs and reasoning, and listen to the person who makes sense. I, Chen Ping'an, will not use your identity as Master Pei Qian to suppress your reasoning, if you Pei Qian was very powerful at that time, you could punch me to death with one punch, nor could you rely on your cultivation to be high, do whatever you want, regardless of what I Chen Ping'an told you. ”

Pei Qian burst into tears.

Actually, I don't understand it, but she always thinks it's a very sad thing.

Especially when Pei Qian heard Chen Ping'an say "Punch me to death", Pei Qian was about to die of sadness.

Pei Qian was so aggrieved that he turned around and sat down, secretly shedding tears, not looking at this nonsense Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an sat back in his place, facing the lake, the spring breeze wrinkled ripples, stretched out his palm, and pulled it up again and again, "The truth is actually divided into high and low, just like the wreath I had on the top of the mountain before, and it is also divided into size." Master once met a little fox charm in a ruined temple in a place called Caiyi Country, who likes to read talented and beautiful women, makes trouble and scares people, never really harms people, but will help shelter from the wind and rain. This time we met the yellow earth cow that would rather die than turn over. So does this mean that when the demon clan attacked the Great Wall of Sword Qi, we can skip the heroic sacrifice of those sword cultivators who have been on the tip of the sword for thousands of years to the south, and have mercy and ask why the sword cultivator is so cruel, isn't there no good person among the demon clan?"

Pei Qian also turned his back to Chen Ping'an, sniffled and choked: "I know this, these people don't distinguish between right and wrong, regardless of reason. ”

Chen Ping'an drew the largest circle with one hand at once, and the palm of the other hand was higher than the top of his head, "But Master Wensheng, and the rumored to help the human race cast the Great Ding and draw the map of the mountain, I think they are qualified to talk about the truth of 'natural righteousness', we are far behind, but why do they have self-imprisoned merit and will be imprisoned in the Xiongzhen Building? Is it because of this, we feel that it is useless to be reasonable? There is really no retribution of good and evil between heaven and earth?"

Pei Qian turned around, sat down next to Chen Ping'an, bowed his head and said, "But there are some bad people, but they are better off than good people." ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "So in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, the old monk of Xinxiang Temple said that this world will always owe good people." ”

Pei Qian asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

Chen Ping'an didn't drink the small alchemy wine in the sword cultivation gourd, but took out a pot of osmanthus brew from the nearby things, opened it, took a sip of the wine, and said with a smile: "Probably waiting for us to find it in the book." ”

In the mountains and forests in the distance, the yellow earth cows are crawling on the ground, thoughtful.

Although Sui's face was indifferent, he had been listening with his ears up.

Pei Qian wiped his tears and said with a smile: "Master, not long after I left Beeweidu last time, when I was cooking, why did you hum the folk song in your hometown, why did you have no words? ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "That's what my best friend taught me, I can make up content casually, in my hometown, it can be used to ridicule and scold people, it can be used to relax when working, and it can also be used to ...... Accompaniment. ”

Chen Ping'an took a sip of osmanthus brew, began to hum quietly, and stretched out his hand to Pei Qian with a smile, "Shopkeeper, I read some books, recognized a lot of words, saved a belly of knowledge, and couldn't sell it for a few cents." ”

Oops.

It's said that she is Pei Qian.

Pei Qian was so happy that he couldn't help blurting out: "Stinky tofu is delicious, I can't afford it!"

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, "There are ghosts and ghosts on the mountains, and there are water ghosts in the lakes and rivers, so I turned my head in fright, and I was away from home for many years." ”

Pei Qian echoed, "Eat stinky tofu!"

Chen Ping'an drank wine again, and pointed elsewhere casually, unfortunately, it happened to be the right side of Sui, it didn't matter, "Which little girl, with the fragrance of orchids, why is she crying, do you say pitiful?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "It's pitiful that you can't eat stinky tofu!"

Chen Ping'an squinted and smiled, pointed his finger to the height, and hummed softly: "What should I do if Mr. Master, there is a small paper kite basking in the sun hanging on the branch." ”

Pei Qian held his stomach and laughed, "Eat stinky tofu, stinky tofu is fragrant!"

On the other side of the bamboo house, Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia looked at each other and smiled.

Zhu Yong closed his eyes and smiled, shaking his head.

Lu Baixiang patted his knee gently.

Sui was not angry for the first time, but covered his mouth and smiled, squinting his eyes with a smile.

Wei Xian held his cheeks, tilted his head, and didn't know when he was already squatting at the door of the bamboo house, looking at the back of the little girl with black charcoal.

There are two masters and apprentices, one singing and one harmonizing, among the green mountains and green waters.