"Miss Si Nian, it's early."

Ren Pingsheng and Xiao Wan crossed the moon gate and happened to meet Si Nian.

She wore a high ponytail and a black narrow-sleeved power suit, where she practiced her sword. The sword light was like a mist of light, surrounding her, and it made people unable to see her figure really.

But it can be seen that her martial arts kung fu is very solid, and she can burst out with great power between punches and kicks!

A body of kung fu, it should not be under the senior brother Lan Feng.

"Mr. Ren, morning."

Si Nian threw it backhand, the sword light flashed, the light mist converged instantly, and her beautiful appearance was suddenly revealed.

The dragon sword was inserted into the scabbard under the eaves, and she smiled at Ren Pingsheng: "I haven't seen Mr. in the past few days." ”

Ren Pingsheng invited: "I have something to go out, and I will go to Red Leaf Mountain to enjoy the red leaves in the afternoon, will Miss Si Nian go with me?" ”

"Okay."

When Si Nian heard this, his spirits perked.

I have been in Qingshui County for a while, and every day I am either practicing in the county government and being in a daze, or reading books in the house and being in a daze. In other people's territory, it's not easy to wander around, and she has long felt depressed because of her active nature.

"Then, when I go out in the afternoon, I'll call you again."

Ren Pingsheng and Si Nian waved their hands and went to the county government.

The courtyard of the county government is not as exquisite as the courtyard of the Qingcheng Renfu, nor is it as beautiful as the Qingcheng Yalai, but it is better than the comfort of tidying up.

Ren Pingsheng was in the pavilion, warmed a pot of wine, and it didn't take long for the old Lan Pavilion Master to come to the other courtyard under the guidance of Peony.

Behind the old hall owner, Lan Feng also came over.

"Curator Lan, don't come unharmed."

Ren Pingsheng walked out of the pavilion and said with a smile and a fist at the old curator at the bottom of the steps.

"Mr. Ren is well."

The old curator stopped and returned the salute with his fists.

"The distinguished guest came to the door, warmed a pot of good wine, and the old curator tasted it."

Ren Pingsheng invited the old curator and the senior brother to come to the pavilion, and Peony and Ruhua and a little maid were responsible for pouring wine on both sides.

The color is golden, the degree is not high, it is a bottle of rice wine collected by Ren Pingsheng.

In the kitchen, a few side dishes were fried, and several people ate and chatted in this pavilion.

"A few days ago, those heads on the official road in Chengyang really increased the prestige of Qingshui County. Especially the Beiling swordsman Fu Chang'an, who has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes. This loss in our Qingshui County really shocked a large number of young people!

A glass to Mr. Ren. ”

The old curator raised the wine cup and drank it all.

Ren Pingsheng drank all the wine in his cup: "There are frequent wars in the north, and it is already the autumn of troubled times. Although I don't have that much ability, I also want to be able to keep Qingshui County stable. ”

"Mr. Ren's protection of the country and the people is admirable, and I also toast you."

Lan Feng praised and picked up the wine cup.

"The north is already in turmoil, but the south is still singing and dancing, and it is prosperous. I went to Fuzhou County in early January to participate in a martial arts event and heard a rumor. ”

The old curator looked very excited and said, "Mr. Ren, do you know about Suling Mountain?" ”

Ren Pingsheng nodded.

Although most of his intelligence organization is scattered to Yuntai County, as well as several surrounding counties, he does not know much about the outside world.

But Su Ling Mountain he still knows, this is not only a famous place in the Dajing Dynasty, but also the leader of Taoism and martial arts in the world, whether it is in the imperial court, among the literati, or in the hearts of martial arts people, the influence is very large, and it is a holy place that cannot be ignored.

"It is rumored that on Suling Mountain, the Qinghui real person broke through the realm of the martial arts master some time ago!"

Speaking of this, not only did the old curator look excited, but Lan Feng's face was also excited.

This shows that the road ahead of martial arts is not endless, and the wall in front of the martial artists in the world has been pierced! The martial artists of the world have a way to continue to move forward, and there is hope to continue to cultivate! ”

This is amazing news.

Ren Pingsheng didn't empathize with the two of them, but he could understand their feelings.

In the past, martial artists were able to cultivate to the stage of blood exchange, which was the ceiling of martial arts practitioners.

At this stage, it has been possible to achieve that people are not old, old and strong, keep seeds at the age of 100, and easily live over 100 years old.

For ordinary people, this is, of course, already a fairy-like figure. But for a martial artist who is stuck in the realm of blood exchange, or a martial artist who has cultivated to a certain level and can touch that ceiling with his outstretched hand, it is like a visible wall pressing there, which is suffocating.

"In the past, although among the many martial arts theories, there were many theoretical paths deduced by their predecessors, but no one was able to truly break through the realm of blood exchange that was called a martial arts master.

Now, the Qinghui Zhenren has broken through this way, which has made the martial artists see the future and become the belief in the hearts of the warriors of the world. ”

The old curator said, with tears in his eyes, as if he was moved by the endless journey.

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng was also very interested in Qinghui Zhenren, and asked curiously: "What kind of person is Qinghui Zhenren?" ”

"Qinghui Zhenren is more than 130 years old, and he is the founder of Suling Mountain and Suling Dao. The common family surname is Zhang, he became a monk at the age of more than half a hundred, and he was already a martial arts master seventy years ago, although he has rarely walked around the rivers and lakes for nearly thirty years, but it is still an inescapable monument and legend on the rivers and lakes. ”

When Lan Feng talked about the real people of Qinghui, there was reverence in his eyes.

"The metaphysical is the way, and the metaphysical is the instrument.

It is said that the real people of Qinghui took the path of refining and refining qi, refining their own essence into true qi. This is no longer just a path of cultivation with the body, but a metaphysical path of cultivation!

I heard that on the fifteenth day of the first month of next year, Qinghui Zhenren will preach in Suling Mountain, introducing the method of refining and refining qi, and the feelings after the breakthrough, which will definitely be a grand gathering of martial artists in the world.

Now it is December, and there is not much time before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the time is already very tight to go from our Qingshui County to Suling Mountain across the four provinces.

This time, the old man brought Lan Feng, in addition to informing Mr. Ren of the matter, he also submitted his resignation to Mr. Ren. ”

The old curator said.

Lan Feng also said: "Mr. Ren trusted me and asked me to serve as the coach of the Night Cat Organization and the head of the martial arts in the army, but this trip to Suling Mountain is related to the future of martial arts, so I have to go."

I don't know how long this has passed, it can be a few months, or a few years.

This is all the exercises behind "Mangniu Jin", as well as recipes and prescriptions. In the exercises, there are annotations from my father and me, as well as other practitioners when they were practicing.

Now I'll leave it to you. ”

Lan Feng said very solemnly.

When it comes to this step, blocking the way is like killing your parents.

Ren Pingsheng solemnly put away the books given by Lan Feng and asked, "I don't know when to leave?" ”

"I'll leave early tomorrow morning."

Lan Feng said.

Ren Pingsheng pondered for a moment and said: "The old curator and senior brother are the ones who learn from the scriptures and preach the Tao, and they will retrieve the back road of martial arts from Suling Mountain, and they will be the pioneers of my Qingshui martial arts."

The journey was long and dangerous, although the curator and the senior brother had extraordinary martial arts, but after all, the journey was tiring and there were a lot of miscellaneous things.

I have sent some men with you to bring back the scriptures. ”

Ren Pingsheng immediately decided to send some loyal people with bright brains and strong understanding to go to Suling Mountain to learn scriptures and get back this method of "refining and refining qi".

"Peony, go get some more coils and wrap them around!"

Ren Pingsheng commanded again.

"Yes!"

Peony answered.

Not long after, when she came back, she carried a small box: "When you go out, one or two small silver ingots are convenient to use, a total of five hundred taels of silver." ”

Ren Pingsheng took the box.

The five hundred taels of silver will cost forty pounds.

Ren Pingsheng stood up and stuffed the box into Lan Feng's hand: "The two of you take the true scriptures for Qingshui County, I will talk about my heart and give them to the coils, hoping that the journey will go smoothly and obtain the true scriptures."

In addition, the Lan Clan's Martial Arts Gym, the curator and senior brother should not worry, with me, there will be no problems with the operation of the martial arts hall. ”

"Then thank you Mr. Ren!"

Lan Feng thanked.

The guests and hosts were happy, and Ren Pingsheng sent the two of them to the door.

At the same time, Xiao Wan immediately selected some members with high martial arts talent and quite understanding within the Night Cat Organization and the Divine Arrow Division, and gathered enough 10 people, led by Hai Dongqing, the leader of the action group, so that they would follow Lan Feng and the old curator early tomorrow morning to Suling Mountain to seek the true scriptures.

(End of chapter)