People's hearts are not the streets, they can become clean all of a sudden after a heavy rain.

In the eyes of the emperor's generals and the pawns of the peddlers, there were still ripples in the fight between the gods, and Chen Ping'an helped Chongqiu teach Yan Shijing and them boxing, and the friends of the young man at that time were one of the ripples. After the old general Lu Xiao walked down the city, he boasted to his grandchildren that he and Chen Ping'an were old friends, and it was also the relocation of many families near Zhuangyuan Lane.

Ding Ying died a hundred times, and Yu Zhenyi Imperial Sword went away, leaving only Chongqiu to clean up the mess.

Sent Cao Qinglang to the school, Chen Ping'an returned the same way, walking on the still lonely and deserted street with an umbrella, as the imperial court gradually relaxed the martial law on this square city, the street can already see sparse passers-by, but the popularity is still very light, mostly some bold people in the rivers and lakes, come here to admire the battlefield, facing the street that was split by the bird's-eye view of the peak sword fairy, tsk amazed.

As for the Guniu Mountain area, it is still a forbidden place, it is encircled, the imperial court ordered that those who cross the thunder pool will be killed, and many officials of Qintianjian have appeared, and the simple thatched hut left by Yu Zhenyi has not been demolished.

Some martial arts heroes saw Chen Ping'an, and they just thought that they were people who came here to admire the grandmaster's demeanor like them.

Chen Ping'an hesitated, went to the martial arts hall, and came to visit, and the porter saw that he didn't look like "picking a restaurant and smashing a signboard" The role, and the temperament is not good, so he did not dare to slack off, and soon went to report to the owner of the hall, the master who taught boxing came to greet Chen Ping'an in person, I heard that the latter was admiring the name, quite complacent, and the entourage disciples also felt that their faces were bright, mainly about the number of chapters and roads of the martial arts hall, Chen Ping'an said that he had a good way, a few words, and said that the old man's heart was on the heart, obviously he had indeed heard the reputation of the martial arts hall in advance, the Beijing martial arts hall, the real income, or to catch a few big fish that longed for the rivers and lakes and had silver in his pocket, with the support of these rich children who did not worry about eating and drinking, the martial arts hall could have oil and water, and could endure hardship, a talented disciple, is Lizi, and a lively boy who comes to the martial arts hall to mix is face, and both are indispensable.

The master entertained Chen Ping'an in the main hall, let the disciples serve tea, and began to chat.

talked about the matter of the school dragon involving the foundation of martial arts, the old man didn't talk about it deeply, and he wouldn't be so unparticular, just casually spread the details, but he just sighed that it was so easy to find good seedlings, good luck, four years and five years, receiving such a proud disciple, bad luck, I can't touch one for ten years.

The master also said that practicing boxing is not only to strengthen the body, but also to hand the sword to the person who learns boxing, the first emphasis is on martial arts, otherwise the higher the martial arts of the disciples who are taught, if the heart is not good, they like to bully others, the more they can get into trouble, a word of disagreement, three or two punches will kill people, and in the end it is not to involve the sect and the martial arts.

Chen Ping'an asked some foreign boxing principles again, the master hid and tucked at first, his face was difficult, Chen Ping'an pretended to be abrupt, said that he forgot about business, took out twenty taels of silver, put it on the coffee table at hand, and said that he planned to learn boxing in the martial arts hall in the near future, but he did not guarantee to come to the martial arts hall every day.

Chen Ping'an remembered them one by one in his heart, trying to corroborate each other with the "Shaking Mountain Boxing Spectrum", after listening to these superficial boxing theories, Chen Ping'an finally made up his mind to collect the martial arts of this world, from low to high, not too much, after practicing boxing in the future, you can flip it over casually, maybe there can be an unexpected joy, just like the six-step pile of the previous mountain shaking boxing, the integration of the peak of the autumn, it successfully allowed Chen Ping'an to break through the bottleneck of the four realms in one fell swoop, and it came naturally, especially the kind of Ding Ying walked into the main hall of Baihe Temple, Chong Qiu's first appearance towards his "momentum", the so-called unity of heaven and man in this world, Chen Ping'an felt that there was a great mystery, maybe after returning to Haoran World, there would be additional benefits.

And it is very likely that in the future, the five realms will break the six realms, and the opportunity is in this, Chen Ping'an guessed that after leaving the lotus flower blessed land with thin aura, he would fall into a muddy situation, and the situation was a bit similar to Fan Wan'er when he was outside the main hall of Baihe Temple, which was the kind of sluggish feeling of carrying heavy stones and dragging mud and water, and it was a bit like the four true qi talismans that Old Man Yang had embedded on his hands and feet.

This is the first time Chen Ping'an has lived since he practiced boxing, and he began to try to think about his own gains and losses.

At the beginning of practicing Shaking Mountain Boxing, in order to hang his life, he was immersed in hard practice, step by step, not daring to have the slightest deviation, six steps to walk the pile and the sword furnace pile, over and over again, almost all of them were smashed by him, familiar with the heart, and integrated into the soul. Even if I was taught boxing by the old man surnamed Cui in the bamboo building later, what the old man taught, I Chen Ping'an will learn.

It's not that it's not good, but boxing has been practiced to this point, if the old man surnamed Cui sees it in his eyes, it is not easy to call it half-dead, but it is not enough, if you want to go further, you can not endure hardship, you need the opportunity to open up, outsiders can't say it, and it doesn't work.

But Chen Ping'an didn't realize that after he practiced boxing millions, he had this enlightenment, but he learned to practice the sword early, but he learned to live and use it early, Mr. Qi broke the powder robe in the ancient temple Liu Chicheng a sword, the sword spirit in the landscape painting scroll "out of the sheath" a sword, and he split a sword to Suishan.

It's already his Chen Ping'an's sword.

Ah Liang once said that he Chen Ping'an's sword practice must be more effective than boxing.

That's it.

Those who teach boxing or swordsmanship, the boxing technique is too high, and the swordsmanship is too high, the more difficult it is for those who learn boxing and swords to live from death to life.

Among them, the hardships and ups and downs, Zheng Dafeng is a clear example, the talent is good enough, the realm is high enough, and the martial arts of the Nine Realms are dignified, but it was not until the old Dragon City, on the line of life and death, that because of the words of Chen Ping'an, he realized that "the disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher", and the bottleneck was broken.

To practice boxing, you have to cultivate your heart, Chen Ping'an twice asked Yan Shijing, the most proud little disciple of Chongqiu, why he didn't dare to punch.

Why Qiu was not too disappointed in Yan Shijing, it was not that Chongqiu did not have high hopes for this young man, but Chen Ping'an himself had already given the answer, Chongqiu could say "the fist is high and useless", Yan Shijing said that he couldn't do it for the time being, the same reason, "Facing the enemy of the three patriarchs, shaking the mountain fist can not be retreated", Chen Ping'an has been tempered for thousands of times, he can do what he can say, but Yan Shijing can't grasp the essence of it now, and he doesn't need to be strong.

The twists and turns in this need to be punched by yourself and walked the rivers and lakes by yourself in order to truly explore.

Through the dialogue between Yan Shijing and his little junior sister, Chen Ping'an has already understood that he is "unusual", the pride of heaven like the Qiu disciple, the Demon Sect Crow and the hairpin Zhou Shi, whether it is cultivation or temperament, is not as good as him, but Chen Ping'an has not yet seen clearly his invincibility in the lotus blessed land, fortunately, Chen Ping'an has vaguely felt the signs of "the unity of heaven and man", this is a down-to-earth step, this is a big step for pure martial arts, and many martial artists in the Eight Realms and Nine Realms in the world will not have the state of mind.

After Chen Ping'an left the martial arts hall, he returned to his residence, the thin little girl was in a daze under the eaves, the torrential rain turned into a light rain, and she grinned after seeing Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an found that there was some wet rain on her body, pretended not to see it, took the package containing the pipa, and went to find the Hanshi scholar surnamed Jiang, which is not close to here across the three markets.

When Chen Ping'an left the yard and just walked out of the alley, the sneaky little girl hurriedly tied up the courtyard door and "practiced boxing" under the eaves.

Both of them have extremely high thresholds, one is the first person in the world in this world, and the other involves Lei Fa who practices qi, Chen Ping'an only has a shoddy frame and no sincerity for the time being, not to mention a little girl who has never even learned boxing. After she learned this set of "boxing techniques", she felt a little bored, and changed to other postures, all of which she stole from on the street at that time, there was a certain punch in autumn, Lu Fang's sword that split the street, Chen Ping'an's six-step pile, the little girl was crooked, and she couldn't enter the door, of course, all of them didn't have a skin.

After tossing and turning for a long time, the little girl shouted and shouted, and came a menacing roundhouse kick, but she fell herself very lightly, and after getting up, she felt hungry, and limped to the stove to steal food, she felt that she had learned a high level of martial arts, and planned to wait until Cao Qinglang came back, and first practiced with him, of course, provided that Chen Ping'an was not present.

Chen Ping'an watched her nonsense from a rooftop, frowned, and left silently.

When I talked to her last night and asked her how old she was, she said she was nine years old, and casually stretched out her hands, one of which had a crooked little finger and the other four fingers extremely straight.

And when she returned from the well with the bucket, Chen Ping'an carefully observed her breathing and footsteps.

Chen Ping'an walked on the street with an umbrella and decided not to practice walking piles in the courtyard in the future.

Jiang Quan is a child of the Han clan, he has been studying hard for more than ten years, he has poetry and books in his belly, he is recognized as a prodigy and talent in his hometown county, but he lost in the imperial examination system, although he is now down, but he has not complained about the sky, he has rented a house with fellow villagers, and he still reads diligently every day, but between his eyebrows, he is faintly sad, and after reading every day after being tired, he will go out of the alley, and wait for someone on the street corner.

The two fellow villagers knew where Jiang Quan's heart knots were, so they took him to a nearby market to buy books today, saying that they were buying, but in fact, the three of them were shy in their pockets, and they flipped through some of the sage books that were not engraved in many editions, and looked at a few rare books from a distance like a stunning beauty, and relieved their hunger.

In the impatient eyes of the shopkeeper, the three of them walked out of the bookstore in a daze, and saw a young man with an umbrella and a bag standing outside, looked at Jiang Quan, and asked, "Is it Jiang Quan?" I am Gu Ling's relative in the capital, and I am looking for you for something. ”

Jiang Quan's face was full of surprise, and he said excitedly: "I am me, I am Jiang Quan, what about her?"

Now Nanyuan Guojing Shi is not very peaceful, after she went to borrow money from relatives last time, there was no news, and there was a dead person in the alley near where he lived, and the yamen had a bad attitude at that time to disperse the spectators, rolled up the cover and took the body away, only heard that it was a miserable death of a woman in the rivers and lakes, some people speculated that it must have died of grudges and vendettas, which made Jiang Quan worry for a long time, day after day, these days even the book can't be quiet.

The man said indifferently: " Our Gu family is an official eunuch in the capital, although Gu Ling's house Gu is in the place, the career is sluggish, I heard that there are still people who are mixed with the rivers and lakes, and they have not been cheeky to contact us for many years, this time she took the initiative to find the door, as soon as she opened her mouth to borrow money, the elders in the family were not very happy, but they didn't care about this bit of silver, but they just felt insulting, and they didn't want to recognize this relative, Gu Ling insisted on borrowing silver, and swore that you can definitely go to high school, so she can pay back the silver soon, and the person will marry her, the elders in the family know that the imperial examination is not easy, how can they believe that a poor scholar can be admitted to the Jinshi, so they asked Gu Ling for this pipa, and was willing to lend her moneyAt the same time, she was asked to promise one thing, only when you passed the Jinshi examination, she would promise you to meet, and now that she is already on her way home, she will definitely not exchange letters with you. ”

The man took off his bag, handed it to Jiang Quan, and took out a bulging money bag, "There are fifty taels of silver in it, and two silver tickets, save a little expense, enough for you to last until the next Chunhuai, if you Jiang Quan don't have the confidence to pass the exam, I can actually give a message to Gu Ling, the two of you eloped, one gave up the family style, the other gave up the sage book, so that we can live together, I think it's better than three years of hard work, and then be beaten by the elders of the family openly." By the way, the elders in the family are angry that she drilled the tip of the horns and dropped the pipa in private, you can buy her a new one if you have a chance in the future. ”

Jiang Quan was stunned on the spot.

The poor scholar believed that the young man in front of him was really a child of a wealthy family.

In fact, he had been beating the drum in his heart, and standing in front of this person, Jiang Quan was a little ashamed of himself.

He timidly asked, "Why are you helping me?"

The man replied, "I'm just helping Gu Ling, not you." ”

Jiang Quan hugged the pipa, but did not take the money bag, and asked curiously: "Aren't you a child of the Gu family, why are you willing to favor Miss Gu?"

"Since Gu Ling likes you so much, I want to come and see what kind of person you are. ”

The man was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "The book says that if the relationship between the two is long. ”

Jiang Quan smiled knowingly, and felt a little confident in his heart, as if he was encouraging himself, and nodded vigorously: "How can you be in the morning and twilight!"

Then Jiang Quan shook his head and said: "I don't want money, go out and set up a stall, help people write family letters, write couplets or something, I can always support myself, there is no reason to accept this money, let Miss Gu be angry in the family, and look down on people in vain, but I still want to trouble you to write a letter to her after you go home, just say just wait for me to be admitted to the Jinshi!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Quan smiled brightly: "Maybe there will be a lady in the future." ”

Jiang Quan hurriedly waved his hand, "You don't have to say this sentence in the letter, you may not be able to do it, I put it in my heart, one day, I will bring her to you again, and I want her to know that I have this intention today." ”

The man was also a strange person, but he still stuffed the money to Jiang Quan, and said a strange thing, "Money, you must accept it, this is Gu Ling's intention, and it is the cleanest silver in the world." ”

The other two fellow villagers also persuaded Jiang Quan to accept it.

The man turned and walked away.

Jiang Quan asked loudly: "Little brother, how should I find you after passing the exam?"

The man turned his head and said, "If you pass the test, someone will come to you and tell you everything." ”

A light rain came to the world again.

Jiang Quan and his two friends left Fang City, and in the distance, the messenger stood under an eaves on the side of the street with an umbrella, watching the poor scholar gradually travel away.

The old Taoist appeared beside Chen Ping'an and asked with a smile, "Why don't you tell him the truth directly?"

Chen Ping'an said softly: "Don't tell him anything, tell him everything, and after three years, no matter whether Jiang Quan is admitted or not, let the national teacher help me tell him, I think the third option will be better for him and Gu Ling." ”

The old Taoist asked another question, pointing directly to the hearts of the people, "So which choice will you feel the best in your heart?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "Before entering the lotus blessed land, I will choose the first type, walking the rivers and lakes, everyone should be at the risk of life and death." At this time, it should be the second type, which can ask for a simplest clear conscience, without leaving any mood flaws. As for why I chose the third option, I don't know, in fact, I don't know whether it's right or wrong. ”

The old Taoist smiled: "I don't know if it's right or wrong, right?"

Chen Ping'an turned his head, "What's wrong?"

The old Taoist pressed Chen Ping'an's shoulder with one hand and said, "Then you don't know." ”

The next moment, as if it was the dawn of the day, the sun was rising in the east, and in front of the palace gate of the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, the door opener of the palace shouted heavily.

The old Taoist smiled and asked, "Do you know why there is such a traditional custom? Whether it is the vast world or the blessed land of lotus flowers, it almost needs to be like this." ”

Chen Ping'an, who had to put away the umbrella, shook his head.

The old Taoist said: "The palace needs to take advantage of the dawn to drink away some unjust souls. Whose soul do you think is wronged?"

Chen Ping'an still shook his head.

The old Taoist said: "In history, those loyal ministers who died unjustly, the ministers who died in vain, and the pillars of the country who died by admonishment. ”

After that, the time of the lotus flower blessed land, one year, ten years and one hundred years, seems to be only between the old Taoist years.

The next moment, the old Taoist took Chen Ping'an and saw an old master who was poor, and he wrote like a god, but he did not have much restraint on his descendants.

I also met a Han prime minister who finally wrote a truly rich and noble poem in his later years, and his articles were no longer ridiculed by his colleagues as wearing gold, silver, and straw sandals.

I have seen a shabby central minister in the official residence, with clean sleeves and a good reputation, local relatives, but bullying men and women, everyone is entangled, every letter he wrote, but he is bitter, admonishing his family to be diligent and thrifty, to be moral heirloom, the content of the letter is now in the world, in the world and future generations are passed on as a beautiful talk.

A prince of the Northern Jin Dynasty who warmed his hands outside the classroom on a snowy day.

A gentleman who is rampant outside and full of evil, when he arrives home, he is filial to his grandmother and silently helps his elders cover the corners.

An important minister of the Songlai State who worked hard to reform the law, among the seven or eight people in the lineage, most of them used the name of changing the law to seek personal gain, exclude dissidents, or figure out the emperor's heart, secretly form a party, and finally failed to change the law.

A desperate young man in the rivers and lakes, his parents died in vendetta, and after more than ten years, he went through ups and downs, endured humiliation, and when he took revenge, he killed dozens of people from the enemy's family, and he was happy to take revenge. After the young man left, there was a little girl with a younger child, the sister and brother happened to play hide in the wall, escaped, and finally the two children kowtowed to the grave, determined to take revenge.

It was also two accidents about folding boxes and handing over books, and they were also involved in the county order that needed to be held accountable by the imperial court, and a county magistrate privately granted a clever plan to the post man and horseman, and lied that he had encountered bandits on the way, and let the post man cut himself with a knife, and finally passed the test in a fool's way, and deceived the court officials who reviewed the matter by the Ministry of War. The other is obviously a heavy snow and cold winter, the road is blocked, in order to complete the task, the post guard forcibly crossed the river before handing over the book to drown and damage, the county order was reported according to the truth, the result of the post guard was a hundred rods, flowing thousands of miles, the county order was suspended for a year, the local evaluation was lower, and there was no hope of promotion within five years.

After that, it was even more treacherous, and the long river of time began to flow backwards.

Seeing the rangers Feng Qingbai and Tang Tieyi calling each other brothers, on the border gate, the two sat and drank opposite each other, clapping their knees and singing.

Chen Ping'an also came to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, met the woman named Gu Ling, saw her first meeting with the scholar Jiang Quan, and saw their meeting and love. Before entering Beijing, it snowed heavily, and Gu Ling, who had just completed an assassination, accompanied the scholar to the imperial examination.

The woman stood alone in the snow, this year, she met a scholar, in her dark and bloody life, it was like another snowfall, the earth was vast and clean, so that she mistakenly thought that she was the best woman in the world. Although she knew that the snow would definitely melt, she was still the bad woman, but to have such an encounter was that God did not treat her badly.

I saw a thin little girl, who occasionally went out of the city to take a few glances at a small dirt bag, and the grass was still green.

Chen Ping'an finally saw himself and glanced at the well.

I went to the private library twice to flip through the books, and there were tens of thousands of books in my home, most of which were brand new, and many books were still fragrant after many years, and there were so many sages and beautiful poems that no one appreciated.

Standing at the door of the courtyard outside the alley, he raised his arm and lowered it, not daring to knock on the door several times.

When he and Cao Qinglang went to the school with an umbrella, the little girl stood at the gate of the courtyard, staring at their backs, her face covered with rain, unaware.

In the end, Chen Ping'an stood alone under the eaves, still holding the oil-paper umbrella that had accompanied him for many years, and it was still raining lightly on the street.

The old Taoist is no longer on his side.

Right and wrong, good and bad, right and wrong, good and evil.

Chen Ping'an watched a lot.

I didn't see a truth that I felt was justified, but many of the truths that I insisted on in the past were no longer reasonable.

Chen Ping'an remembered for no reason that after the turmoil on Osmanthus Island, he saw the old boater who was supporting Lu Shen and sailing the sea, looked at himself and said, "You want to spoil my avenue."

Before this, even if he knew that Zhou Shi was not the real murderer, he still made up his mind, according to the aftermath of the autumn, if there were really those five places, he would use one of them to directly "take Zhou Shi under his command" and kill him with one punch. Before that, he was full of disgust for the thin little girl, but he didn't know why, and he didn't even want to think about it. But it wasn't without a little gain, and he began to feel that he had put an extra snowflake on it, even if it was next to the one in the book that he thought was extremely beautiful.

After the rain, Chen Ping'an walked all the way to the well and stood there looking down at the bottom of the well.

At this moment, the thin little girl in the small courtyard looked up at the dazzling sun.

Viewing Taoism, Taoism.

The old Taoist sat in the sky and looked at the two of them.

In the lotus cave that connects with the lotus blessed land, there is a Taoist sitting by the pool, looking at the three of them.

According to a certain disciple, he just had nothing to do and just looked at other people's paths.

Chen Ping'an suddenly retracted his gaze, laughed, and left the well, although he didn't understand anything, but he figured out one thing, that annoying little girl, she had to teach her some principles of being a person, starting from the simplest answer, if you don't understand it, it's useless to teach, then you don't have to worry about it, but you still have to teach, after teaching, she at least knows what good and evil are, and then evil, or good, it's her own business.

The old Taoist man's face was gloomy, and his mood was not too good, so he thought about throwing Chen Ping'an out of the lotus flower blessed land.

He didn't even win against Lao Xiucai.

So he waved his sleeves, and Chen Ping'an stepped out of the lotus flower blessed land, which was actually the post road of Tongyezhou and the Northern Jin Dynasty.

Wearing a robe, Jin Li, with a sword hanging from his waist, but he didn't have the long qi sword behind him.

However, the martial arts realm is already the five realms, and it has not disappeared out of thin air like the lotus flower blessed land.

And the first and fifteenth days of the flying sword with the same heart are now also in the sword raiser.

Chen Ping'an hurriedly looked around, but fortunately saw that not far from the road, the lotus villain was probing his brain, obviously the little guy was more confused than Chen Ping'an.

The old Taoist stood beside him, "According to the agreement, you can take away the five people of the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, and I will choose four of them for you." ”

The old Taoist held five painting scrolls in his hand, threw them away, lined them up in front of Chen Ping'an, hovered in the air, and one of the picture scrolls opened by itself, and a man in a dragon robe was painted on it, "This is Wei Xian, the founding emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom." ”

A woman with a sword, "On the right side of Sui, give up martial arts, and have the same posture as a sword immortal." ”

"Lu Baixiang, the originator of the Demon Cult. ”

"Zhu Yong. ”

"These four people have a complete body and soul, before this, you use Gu Yu's money to raise them, just throw them into the painting every day, sooner or later, when they are full of food and drink, they can walk out of the picture scroll and serve you, and they are desperate, as for their martial arts realm after that, or turn to cultivation and become a qi practitioner, it depends on the ability of your master Chen Ping'an. Provided, of course, that you can afford to raise them. ”

The old Taoist obviously didn't want to say anything more to Chen Ping'an, let alone give Chen Ping'an a chance to interject, so he said so much in one go.

Without waiting for Chen Ping'an to ask who the last person was, the old Taoist stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and he had already pulled out a thin little girl, slapped her on the back of the head, she fell into a dog and ate, threw herself on the road, and raised her head with a blank face.

Chen Ping'an looked at the tall old Taoist and asked, "What about the Changsheng Bridge?"

The old Taoist looked indifferent, "The foundation has been laid, and then I will explore it myself." ”

Chen Ping'an asked again, "That long qi sword?"

The old Taoist looked into the distance, "I will return it to Chen Qingdu." ”

Chen Ping'an included the four paintings in the Flying Sword Fifteen and said goodbye to the old Taoist.

The old Taoist was in a bad mood, and he returned to the lotus flower blessed land in one step, and glanced at the lotus cave heaven bordering the blessed land, and the guy had already left the poolside.

The old Taoist laughed at this time.

Chen Ping'an and the thin little girl stared at each other.

Chen Ping'an sighed, "What's your name?"

The little girl is a big heart, although she doesn't know what happened, after patting the dust on her body, she still replied with a smile: "Didn't I say it before, I only have a surname, and my father didn't have time to help me choose a name, so I took a name myself, one word, it's called money, I like money." ”

Chen Ping'an asked, "What's your surname?"

The little girl puffed up her chest and replied, "Pei! It's the clothes that have clothes underneath, and I heard my father say that in my hometown there are big surnames! There are clothes in the surname, and the name is rich, and it is auspicious." ”

Chen Ping'an slapped his forehead.

The surname is Pei Qian, Pei Qian. Money......

No wonder I don't like her.