Sword of Coming

About half an hour after Cui Dongshan left, he asked an ordinary-looking man to go to the inn, find Chen Ping'an, and show him a peace and quiet sign that could only be carried by spies of the Dalixian family.

Chen Ping'an looked normal, but his heart almost exploded. You must know that the most cruel plot in Tongyezhou was the jade plaque passed down from the Taipingshan Patriarch Hall. Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years. Moreover, the two jade plaques happened to have the word "Taiping" in them, which made Chen Ping'an unavoidably frightened.

The Da Li spy who had been dormant in the Qingluan Kingdom for many years could serve as a monk with this status. He had all three qualities and was very capable. He could kill people and escape with his life. He has a tough mind, can withstand loneliness, can stick to his original intention, and remain loyal to Dali for years or even decades. Furthermore, one must be good at observing words and expressions, otherwise it will be a dull chess piece without vitality and of little significance.

Therefore, the man caught the subtle strangeness of this young immortal master in an instant, but these had nothing to do with him. This time he showed up openly and walked into Baihua Garden, and ended the matter afterwards. He had to solve a lot of troubles. There was no way, that person The identity of the Lord is too scary. After entering this county under the eyes of the Emperor of Qingluan Kingdom, not only did he go directly to find him, but he also showed him an embroidered tiger talisman of the highest rank, which can mobilize all spies other than Da Li. A dead man.

The Dali intelligence agency was originally a three-legged force: the cattle and horse stables, the bronze man holding terrace, and the Green Wave Pavilion. The national master embroidered tigers, the vassal king Song Changjing, and the harem empress each controlled a piece of territory. In the past few years, they held Green Wave. The empress of the pavilion suddenly went to a fairy mountain adjacent to the capital to practice cultivation. After withdrawing from the Great Li Center, the Green Wave Pavilion was assigned to the Imperial Master. Later, it turned out to be the holding terrace of the vassal king Song Changjing. Under the instruction of His Majesty the Emperor, it was also handed over Being managed by the Imperial Master, Xiuhu Cui Yan now has all the power.

The man told Chen Pingan what the adult had told him in his long-lost Dali Mandarin.

It turned out that it was the scalper who was hiding outside the city and decided to follow Cui Dongshan on a long journey. Cui Dongshan would also give this monster of the sea-viewing realm, which belongs to the earth ox, an opportunity to successfully form a golden elixir. There was great hope.

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "May I ask, sir, what is the rank of this innocent card in your hand?"

The man did not hesitate and said frankly: "Reporting to the young master is the second highest grade. I feel ashamed and sincerely frightened."

Regarding the quality of the Taiping Wushi brand, this is a big secret in itself, but the adult requires that he answer all questions, and the man dare not slack off at all.

The man stood up and respectfully took out a money bag, "That lord asked his subordinate to give this thing to the young master, saying that it would be 'bundled with several strips'."

Chen Ping'an stood up and took a bag of copper coins. He couldn't laugh or cry, put it on the table, clasped his fists at the Da Li spy and said, "Excuse me for making this trip, sir. I hope it won't cause a mess for you."

The man smiled a little. These words were actually enough. Besides, it was his duty to serve Da Li with his life. He cupped his fists and returned the salute, "You're welcome, sir."

After the man left, Chen Pingan opened the ordinary cotton money bag and poured out the copper coins. There was a small pile. I wonder what kind of medicine Cui Dongshan sold in the gourd. Is it really just a private school apprenticeship ceremony?

Pei Qian complained: "Really Cui Dongshan, not to mention a bag of Xiaoshu money, a bag of snow is enough. How can I be your student, Master? You are so stingy."

Chen Ping'an saw that there was really no mystery about the money bag and copper coins, but his mood improved a bit. He hesitated for a moment, and instead of putting in the larger objects, he put them away and put them into the square-inch object Feijian Fifteen.

Chen Pingan smiled and rubbed Pei Qian's little head, and the black girl narrowed her eyes with a smile.

Like a kitten.

After that, Pei Qian began to copy and write, stroke by stroke, meticulously. Habits have become natural, and now if she doesn't copy books for a day, she will feel uncomfortable.

Chen Ping'an went around the table, practicing the fist that threatened to teach the world to turn upside down. No matter how weird the posture was, others wouldn't be surprised after watching it for a long time.

In the dusk that day, Zhu Lian came to Chen Ping'an's house and saw Pei Qian sitting at the table, holding the knight-errant romance novel he gave her in one hand and gesturing with the crappy moves described in the book with the other, humming. , after Chen Pingan sat down, there was an unclosed Legalist classic sitting next to him on the table. Zhu Lian smiled and said: "The young master is really diligent in everything. Nothing is difficult in the world, only for those who are willing. This old saying should be said specifically for the young master."

Although the four people in the picture scroll have their own thoughts when they first came out of the picture scroll, and even to this day, they can put aside these things and accompany them all the way from the Daquan Dynasty of Tongye Continent to the Qingluan Kingdom of Aquarius Continent. They depended on each other for life and death and fought side by side. In the end, Sui Youyou, Lu Baixiang and Wei Xian left for a long journey in just one day, leaving only the rickety old man in front of him. Chen Ping'an must be deceiving himself if he said he didn't have the slightest parting sadness.

So Chen Pingan took out two pots of sweet-scented osmanthus brew, one pot for each person, and sat across from each other to drink.

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Why don't you ask me, Master, how on earth I was able to take two big steps forward in martial arts?"

If it was before Cui Dongshan finished playing the game of "chess outside chess", Chen Pingan might have weighed it up, and maybe after drinking a few sips of sweet-scented osmanthus brew, he was unwilling to be too intrigued and said with a smile: "Who else? I don’t want to hide my thoughts and secrets at the bottom of the box. I don’t want to expose them to the sun. It’s normal. I’m not the same. As long as you don’t mean to harm others, just hide it. Maybe... it will be in our hands. Just like the sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed rice, the more you put it in, the more fragrant it becomes.”

Zhu Lian shook the jug in his hand and grinned: "But since the young master is willing to give this jug of wine to drink, the old slave is also willing to take it out and drink it happily. Old wine and new wine are all wine, so drink first as a token of respect. Young Master, can you take one?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and touched Zhu Lian's wine pot, and each took a big sip. Pei Qian was very greedy when she saw it. She had tasted sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed wine. Last time at the New Year's Eve dinner at the Chenchen Pharmacy in Old Dragon City, Chen Ping'an poured her a small cup. It was very sweet and delicious.

Zhu Lian wiped his mouth and said, "Master, do you still remember the old man named Xun?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "The old slave broke through the big bottleneck of the six realms and followed Sui Youyou to the seventh realm of golden body. It was a natural thing. The young master would not feel any strange. But later, the old slave sneaked into a distant place. Realm, here, the Nine Realm martial artist Zheng Dafeng’s fists, Lao Longcheng died once in battle, Senior Xun’s guidance, and finally the old slave’s tug, coupled with the martial arts path that the old slave took, They are very different from the three people on the right side of the Sui Dynasty. They are all connected and indispensable. It is not the old slave's boast. Although the martial arts he practiced was learned in a small place like Ouhua Blessed Land, it only has four characters. , I have accumulated a lot of experience, and I think that I am not bad in this vast world where wizards and gods are everywhere."

"The old slave will do a set of punches, and the young master will see if he can find any clues."

Zhu Lian put down the wine bottle, stood up with a smile, and walked to the open space between the table and the door. Madman Wu, who was already short and stooped, and whose fists seemed to be loose and unable to lift, became more and more "curled up", and his arms and legs were bent. The shoulders and waist were all like this, which made others look very awkward. Pei Qian took a quick look and felt that this Zhu Lian was getting "smaller", but compared with the usual lazy short old man, this shrinkage made him lose strength and fists. The meaning seemed to burst out all at once.

Ape shape.

Zhu Lian twists his body, moves strangely, punches seemingly at will, and tightens his frame. But at a certain moment when his frame occasionally stretches, thunderous punches pour out.

Pei Qian felt a little familiar.

Chen Pingan was filled with admiration in his heart. Madman Wu was really talented. He was worthy of being the number one person in the world before Ding Ying in Ouhua Blessed Land. After the life and death battles, Chen Pingan had firmly believed in his heart that just by fighting against each other, life and death would be determined. As long as the four people in the picture are of the same level, Zhu Lian will probably be the one who survives in the end.

It turned out that the true meaning of the sword when Huang Ting, the female crown prince of Taiping Mountain, taught Pei Qian the white ape back sword technique and the dragging method in the backyard of the medicine shop, was transformed into Zhu Lian's own boxing intention.

Of course, among them, Zhu Lian has the innate advantage of being close to the water tower, because Zhu Lian's boxing and martial arts are closest to the spirit of Huang Ting's teaching of swordsmanship and swordsmanship compared to the three people on Sui's right.

But Zhu Lian was able to watch Huang Ting from the sidelines for a few times, and he learned to be so physically and mentally equipped, and integrated his own boxing intention. Chen Ping'an had to admire Zhu Lian's eyesight and ability.

Zhu Lian stopped his fist fight and said with a smile, "Young Master has good eyesight."

Pei Qian was a little convinced.

Old chef, you have to stop, how can you say such flattery? My master hasn't said a word yet.

Zhu Lian suppressed his smile and said slowly with a rare serious look: "This road is similar to the one on the right side of the Sui Dynasty where the sword ascended. It can only end miserably. It has proven to be a road of no return in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, so The old slave could not wait until his death for that spring thunder to explode, but in the young master's hometown, there are no invincible pass cities."

Chen Ping'an sincerely praised: "But in the final analysis, it is you, Zhu Lian, who stands tall and sees far enough."

Chen Ping'an suddenly worried: "Just because you broke through two realms in a row, will your foundation in the seventh realm not be strong enough?"

Zhu Lian sighed, nodded and said, "Compared to the solidity of the sixth realm, my previous golden body realm was indeed average."

Zhu Lian took a sip of wine and said, "But there is no way. Senior Xun revealed a secret, saying that if all the talented warriors in Aquarius Continent who seem to have great futures continue to linger, then this Aquarius Continent will become the world's most powerful warrior." The sad thing about a pure martial artist in the seventh and eighth realms is that there is no big hope in this life. So I want to walk faster, take bigger steps, reach the ninth realm as soon as possible, and occupy a place first. As for whether it will be like Go in the future. It is better to be reduced to the weak 9th dan in the national army than to stay in the 8th dan all your life."

Chen Ping'an thought about it. Cui Dongshan had used his supernatural power to manifest the martial arts of Qingluan in the county martial arts temple. Therefore, what Zhu Lian said was not completely unreasonable. The only hidden danger, Zhu Lian himself had clearly seen, was that one day After reaching the Nine Realms, the road to death is very likely to end at the Nine Realms, with no hope of reaching the real end. Then there are only a handful of Nine Realm warriors who are strong and weak. Once they fight, it is even different from the Go Nine Dan. In a game of chess, you can use the magic hand to reverse your disadvantage. If a Nine Realm martial artist has poor foundation, he will die if he fights against a good one.

According to Zheng Dafeng, before Song Changjing left Lizhu Cave, if it hadn't been for Old Man Yang's secret instructions, Li Er would have killed Song Changjing, who was also in the Ninth Realm.

Chen Ping'an said: "First come, first served, pocket money is a feasible way."

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Old slave certainly hopes for the legendary ten realms of martial arts, but he doesn't dare to look down on the ninth realm at all. Over at Chenchen Pharmacy, Zheng Dafeng beats four and helps feed the fists. The four of us, in fact, who doesn't have the stomach? Holding back the air of cowardice. It’s just that our skills are not as good as others, so we have to admit that the four of us still have this kind of tolerance. Otherwise, Zheng Dafeng will look down on us, Ouhua Blessed Land, and maybe the young master will do the same."

Chen Pingan said with emotion: "I am half a person from the Lotus Root Land, because I stayed there for a long time. The four of you are probably about the same age together. It's just like you said, you can walk fast." , big steps, I just didn’t feel the passage of time deeply at that time.”

Zhu Lian said: "The young master is a proud man with good fortune. It is natural for him to have such good fortune..."

Pei Qian suddenly became furious, "Fuck you!"

Zhu Lian was stunned, then smiled and thought, "Hey, this little Heitan's waist is quite hard." But when Zhu Lian took another look, he realized that Pei Qian's expression was not right, not like usual.

Chen Pingan was also a little surprised. Knowing that Zhu Lian was unlikely to be angry about such things, Chen Pingan did not think deeply about why Pei Qian suddenly became angry.

Zhu Lian had no reason to think of the fairy boy with the mole between his eyebrows. Before the first sparring session, Cui Dongshan said, "Looking at the smile on your face and the mean look on your heart, I'm very unhappy. Let's have a fight. I'll do what I say." Come, I won’t move my hands or feet, I’ll let you punch and kick me, and if you frown, I’ll lose. Finally, let Zhu Lian know what the Duobao Immortal of the Great Sui Academy is, how he became famous in the capital, and earned Cui Dongshan the nickname "The Cheap Ancestor of the Cai Family".

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Master, your student Cui Dongshan is really a wonderful person, indescribable."

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "You know your own ups and downs. If I have a chance in the future, I can tell you about the grievances and grievances involved."

After Zhu Lian left, Pei Qian was still sulking.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Did you eat too spicy lunch, are you angry?"

Pei Qian lowered his head and said nothing.

Chen Pingan thought it was just a child's temper that came and went like the wind, and continued to read the Legalist book.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Ping'an, carrying the "Sword Immortal" and a bamboo box on his back, set off for the capital of Qingluan Kingdom with a parcel slung across his body, Pei Qian, Zhu Lian, and Shi Rou holding a hiking stick and swords at his waist. Of course, there are also the little lotus figures that move freely underground.

It is still a shabby long journey on foot, which is the old rule accepted by Chen Pingan and his party.

Pei Qian wore a wreath made of wicker on her head and told Chen Ping'an that Cui Dongshan taught her to draw circles on the ground with a hiking pole, which can scare away landscape spirits and ghosts and monsters at the first sight, but it's just too difficult to learn. She has learned a lot, but she hasn't even explored this magical skill yet. She originally thought that she would tell her master one day when she mastered it, but then she thought about it and thought that if she couldn't learn it in this life, wouldn't it be wrong? It would be too pitiful to have to hold it back for decades or a hundred years.

Chen Pingan smiled and listened to Pei Qian's ramble.

Among the four people in the picture scroll, the female ghost Shirou dislikes the most, the sultry, rickety old man.

Now she and Zhu Lian were walking side by side behind Chen Ping'an and Pei Qian, the master and disciple, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

But every time she deliberately slowed down, Zhu Lian slowed down and never spoke, just looking at the "Du Mao" the old man described and smiling.

Shi Rou couldn't help but feel sick in her heart. She always felt that Zhu Lian's gaze was particularly greasy and disgusting. Especially when Chen Ping'an was helping Pei Qian break the wicker, Zhu Lian, the old bastard, secretly pinched "Du Mao"'s shoulder while she wasn't paying attention.

Shi Rou was shocked.

Zhu Lian smiled at that time and said, "Don't be surprised if you are not careful."

Although she is now the owner of this immortal relic, she is still in an unjustified state for the time being. She is similar to a local temple of obscenity that is not officially recognized by the imperial court. Therefore, even if she has a convenient method that directly leads to the great road, she can still take a way to let the earthly immortal It was an eye-popping shortcut, but Cui Dongshan helped her weigh the weight. The little tricks she had learned before with her talent for vaginal objects were beyond the reach of an experienced monk in the sea-viewing realm, even though Cui Dongshan taught her a side-by-side technique and A few life-saving talismans, at most, can be used against a Dragon Gate realm monk. The only use is to rely on the remains to stand up and help Chen Pingan carry the knife to block flying swords and resist the earthly immortal magic weapon in critical moments.

Cui Dongshan also told her that the old pervert who liked to watch talented men, beauties and gods fight was now a warrior in the Far Traveling Realm, and asked her to take it easy.

Therefore, Shi Rou has been deliberately talking to people in a rough voice and trying not to speak.

Shi Rou admitted that she could endure all kinds of suffering in the world, whether her body was cut open by a thousand knives or her soul was lit after death, but the sight of Zhu Lian made her helpless.

Zhu Lian suddenly came closer, and Shi Rou quickly moved a few steps away.

Zhu Lian chuckled softly and said: "I can feel your body. It should not be a woman's body. You have used the fairy trick to hide it, and it is indeed a man's body..."

Shi Rou said coldly: "Mr. Zhu is really a sharp eye."

Zhu Lian continued: "Then you dare to ask Miss how old you are?"

Shi Rou's heart trembled, "Are you kidding?"

Zhu Lian kept walking and turned to look at Shi Rou with a smile, "I, Zhu Lian, look at people's hearts. It's not that important to be handsome or ugly."

Shi Rou almost went crazy.

Shi Rou walked forward quickly, planning to "take refuge" in Chen Ping'an.

Zhu Lian didn't follow up this time, so he smiled behind Shi Rou and said, "Just look at the girl's natural charm when she walks. Even if she deliberately conceals it, I can still see that her waist twists like a swaying willow branch, so I dare to say that the girl must have been a beauty during her lifetime!"

Shi Rou is really crazy.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to turn his head and said righteously: "Okay, Zhu Lian, please restrain yourself. Don't tease Shi Rou about this matter in the future."

Zhu Lian nodded immediately, "Old slave, I took note of it."

Pei Qian was a little confused. The master had also learned his own face-changing power. Just before he turned around, there was a smile on his face. When he turned around, he looked much more serious.

After Chen Pingan turned around, he winked at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian immediately indicated with his eyes that he understood.

Pei Qian snickered. We, master and disciple, have a good understanding of each other.

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The land of lotus flowers.

Some thoughtful people in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom noticed that in the house near Zhuangyuan Lane, there appeared a young man who could be judged to be a banished immortal based on his appearance and demeanor.

He lives in seclusion, and every time he goes out, he either holds a folding fan or a bottle of wine, and takes a leisurely walk. He does not go far, and the route is fixed, and there are only a few streets and alleys to go back and forth.

His name is Lu Ti. Through some unknown route, he bought several young girls with official backgrounds from the Jiaofang in the capital one after another. As slaves, the golden house hides the beauty in that secluded house. But to be honest, in terms of appearance, those beautiful maids In fact, he is not as good as his master.

Lu Ti and the teacher of the nearby school, Mr. Zhong, asked for a decent-looking female spy from the Nanyuan Kingdom to serve as a bridge for him to convey news to the court, saving him from flying back and forth between the house and the palace. Go, the royal family of Nanyuan Kingdom is so shameless.

At dawn today, Lu Di walked out of the house, closed the folding fan, and tapped the palms of his hands. When he walked around the corner of the street, a woman walked out of a silk shop and walked carefully to Lu Di, not daring to look at the woman. He was a rare noble man in the world, and she was afraid that she would be caught up in it and that one day he would not even care about the justice of her family and country. Men in this world are so beautiful, but women are different? Who doesn’t want to see some pleasing scenery?

This veteran spy who once went deep into the hinterland outside the Great Wall, dressed like a well-off woman, said softly: "Mr. Lu, the latest list of ten people has been released by the Admiration Building, and will soon be spread throughout the four countries, but this There is no detailed ranking for this time, which is a bit strange. We at the Yamen feel that there are too many newcomers on the list and there is no record of competition between them, so we cannot give an exact ranking for the time being."

Lu looked forward and said with a smile, "Let's talk about it."

The woman's voice was soft, "In addition to Mr. Lu and our Imperial Master, there are also Yu Zhenyi, the head of the Hushan Sect, Lu Fang, the Bird's Eye Sword Immortal, Longwu General Tang Tieyi, who left us not long ago, and Cheng Yuanshan, the Arm Saint. , the former old Zen master of Baihe Temple who has returned to secular life. The other four are all fresh faces, and Jingzhanglou gave a rough background and actions. "

Lu Ti nodded, "How do you say it?"

A young Taoist priest appeared for the first time by a certain lake. He was nameless, crazy, and kept saying words that no one could understand.

A scholar in blue shirt who expelled Hairpin Flower Man from Spring Chao Palace, about thirty years old, seemed to be proficient in the magic of the immortal family, and threatened to compete with the great master Yu Zhenyi in three years.

A tall old man who claims to be the ancestor of the alchemists of Nanyuan Kingdom. His clothes and accent are indeed the style of our early Nanyuan Kingdom. This man is now rushing to Nanyuan Kingdom, saying that he has completed the emperor's secret order and collected ten yuan along the way. Several disciples.

A middle-aged unarmed martial artist with a dwarf build appeared on the border outside the Great Wall. He was murderous and had a eccentric temperament. Wherever he went, he just followed his preferences and killed indiscriminately. Hundreds of innocent people have died at his hands. Four hundred fine knights from the prairie surrounded this man and killed them all.

The woman added: "In addition to the young master, there are ten people in the world, and there are also ten people on the deputy list. Our Royal Highness, the hairpin flower man Zhou Shi, are all among them."

Lu Ti shook the folding fan and said, "There is no need to elaborate on these, they are of little significance. Those who have a real chance to squeeze out of the top ten in the future will not appear on the secondary list so early."

The woman stopped when she realized what she was doing.

Lu Di was walking on a street where the bustle of the city was restored. Someone was here earlier. One person confronted the great masters of all parties and beat the world upside down. The movement was so great that the people in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom were aware of it, so now he has become It is a holy place of martial arts that foreigners must come here to pay homage to. However, these heroes and sect masters know that there must be spies from the Nanyuan Kingdom watching here, so they dare not make mistakes and usually finish the journey. Just leave the street.

There had been people from the Demon Sect who had taken this opportunity to sneak around and test out the house that was very close to the Demon Sect. Without exception, Lu Ti had to clean up all of them, either having their heads screwed off or having their heads screwed off by him. Everyone helps him do something, get out of the vicinity of the house alive, and cast the net out. The three mountains of the demon sect that had fallen apart all of a sudden heard about this person and wanted to reorganize the mountains. They also gave several of their demon masters a time limit. If they did not go to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom to pay their respects by then, he would They would come to the door one by one and eradicate the three branches of the Demon Sect. This guy was so arrogant that he even let people openly tell them that the Demon Sect was now facing the disaster of annihilation. The three forces should share the same hatred to have a chance of survival.

It was still early in the day, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and the smoke and fire in the market was not heavy yet. Lu Di walked among them and looked up at the sky, "The weather is going to change."

Is it possible that a blessed land of lotus flowers will turn into a small cave? How many fairy coins will this cost? This viewer’s family background is really bottomless.

Lu Di turned into a small alley and happened to meet the child who was going to a private school, Cao Qinglang.

Lu Ti stopped and asked with a smile: "Why is it so early today?"

Cao Qinglang blushed a little and said: "Brother Lu, yesterday I went to the Yamen to collect some money. Last night I really wanted to eat wontons from a stall. The road is a bit far, so I have to go early. Brother Lu, do you want to go with us?"

Lu Ti smiled and shook his head, "I don't like eating these very much, you can go yourself."

Cao Qinglang said goodbye and ran away, stopped and turned around, "By the way, Brother Lu, on my way home yesterday, I bought you a jug of wine and put it on the table. Drink it by yourself."

Lu Ti nodded.

He has the key to Cao Qinglang's house.

Cao Qinglang turned around and ran out of the alley.

Cao Qinglang, a child, is very serious when talking to others, so Cao Qinglang will never run around and talk back at the same time.

Lu Di walked towards the house and opened the courtyard door. Sure enough, there was a pot of wine on the table in the main room. It cost seven coins. For Cao Qinglang, who had to think about eating a bowl of wontons at midnight, it was not cheap.

Lu Ti took the jug, carried a bench and sat outside the threshold. He twisted his wrist, and a small bug exuding the mellow aroma of wine appeared in his hand. He opened the jug and threw the little guy called the wine bug in. in the pot, and then slowly wait for the wine in the pot to precipitate at a very fast speed, which is equivalent to the mellow taste of the wine that has been stored in the cellar for decades.

Lu Ti gently shook the wine bottle in his hand, with a smile on his face.

The first time he found Cao Qinglang, Lu Ti got straight to the point.

"My name is Lu Ti, from Lu Lu, from Li Li. I am Chen Ping'an's friend, a good friend who has experienced life and death together."

The child's eyes immediately lit up.

Later, Lu Ti said something about Chen Ping'an.

Cao Qinglang called him Brother Lu.

Then Lu Ti had the key to this lonely house.

Once, Lu Ti asked Cao Qinglang with a smile, "Do you want to be someone like Chen Pingan?"

"think!"

"Then do you want to be better than Chen Ping'an?"

"In no mood."

"Are you afraid to think about it? Do you think it's too difficult or too far behind?"

"I just don't want to."

After chatting that day, Lu Di, who took the key but did not open the door to the hospital by himself, often came here to sit. When Cao Qinglang was in the private school, and when Cao Qinglang was studying at home in the morning, Lu Di would give the necessary information at first. Cao Qinglang, who cooked some rice porridge by himself, brought some exquisite food for breakfast. However, after eating it twice, Cao Qinglang finally couldn't help it the third time and spoke to Lu Ti seriously about what was on his mind. He now has enough money from the yamen to pay for his studies and repairs, as well as firewood, rice, oil and salt.

After Lu Di patiently listened to the child Cao Qinglang's heartfelt words, he smiled and asked: "Then you really won't be able to eat the delicacies of these century-old restaurants? Don't you regret it?"

Cao Qinglang felt a little embarrassed and said with a shy smile: "If you are really greedy and can't help it, you will tell Brother Lu."

Lu Ti laughed and said no problem.

But after that, and to this day, the only thing Cao Qinglang is greedy for is a bowl of wontons that he can afford.

So Lu Ti was a little happy today.

Surprisingly, in a small place like Lotus Flower Blessed Land, he found a Cao Qinglang who looked very similar to that guy.

Interesting and interesting.

Lu Ti finally felt that this trip to the Lotus Flower Blessed Land had given him some energy.

Back at the house, there are birds and butterflies, and the birds are fat and thin. Everywhere in the courtyard was spotless, and the roads were paved with bamboo and wood, polished by the maids until they were as bright as a mirror.

Along the way, three maids who were saved from suffering because of Lu Ti greeted Lu Ti, their benefactor and master.

The method is a bit strange, they are some kind words that Lu Di taught them to collect from books. The three young girls were originally the official ladies of the church. They were no strangers to poetry and articles. Now the ancient house has a rich collection of books, so it was not difficult.

Therefore, some people say that the poems of a young master are as natural and lovely as the first bloom of hibiscus.

Another beautiful maid said that the gentleman's magnanimity is like a sail sailing in the East Sea, and the wind and sun are flowing beautifully.

There are also girls who say that the young master’s appearance is as bright as orchids and jade trees, shining all over the court.

Lu Ti laughed heartily.

Along the way, Lu Di took off his boots, walked among them, and finally leaned on a simple and elegant Arhat couch. A beautiful maid wanted to come forward to serve her, but she waved Lu Di away.

He sniffed the wine pot and took a sip of the wine. Although the taste was much better than the wine from Ouhua Paradise, it could not compare with the vast world of Xianjia wine.

Lu Ti returned the wine flask with a rare wine worm lying on the bottom, and threw it on the table far away, holding it firmly without spilling any wine.

In the next six months, amid the joyful singing and laughter in this house, the land of lotus flowers was already turbulent, not only in the rivers and lakes, but also in the temples and battlefields.

Lu Ti was teaching a smart maid how to make tea. A beautiful maid said that an old Confucian scholar came to visit outside the house.

Lu Ti put down the elegant things at hand and went to greet the old master from the school in person.

According to Cao Qinglang, although Mr. Zhong was strict, he taught everyone in the school very well and was more patient.

Outside the door, it was Zhong Qiu, the national master of Nanyuan Kingdom. His face was not very good. He refused the invitation to come in and said he would leave after talking at the door.

Lu Ti smiled and said, "Listen attentively to Master's teachings."

Zhong Qiu said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lu, although you have good intentions, you are actually destroying the potential!"

Lu Ti was deliberately surprised, "How do you say this?"

Zhong Qiu said angrily: "Young Master Lu dares not to admit it if he dares to do it?"

Lu Ti opened the folding fan with a snap, gently fanning the breeze, and said gracefully, "May I ask Mr. Zhong, where did I go wrong?"

Zhong Qiu took a deep breath.

This Lu Ti, in the past six months, taught Cao Qinglang a lot about the so-called world conditions and principles.

If Zhong Qiu hadn't accidentally discovered Cao Qinglang arguing with his classmates at the school today, he might not have known that Lu Ti had instilled so much "miscellaneous knowledge" into Cao Qinglang.

There is nothing to hate but a smile to others. It is difficult to be a good person. The difficulty lies in the fact that few good people truly understand that a gentleman does not repay kindness, so this kind of good person is the easiest to become bad. Those good people who open porridge shops to relieve refugees are indeed doing good deeds. The poor people who accept alms to drink porridge and cakes are also good people from these rich families. In addition to these, there are a lot of messes other than knowledge and principles. Even Zhong Qiu, who is always known for his erudition, has never heard of such things as Taoist military and horse science, Mohist organ skills, medicinal herbs to temper the golden body, and old age as a baby.

Fortunately, Cao Qinglang didn't hide anything after the teacher asked him kindly, and told everything he had learned.

Zhong Qiu calmed his mind and said slowly: "What is Cao Qinglang's temperament?"

Lu Ti thought for a moment, "Be kind and do good."

Zhong Qiu asked again: "How talented is Cao Qinglang?"

Lu Ti sighed, "It's okay."

Zhong Qiu asked again, "How old is Cao Qinglang this year?"

Lu Ti felt a little guilty for the first time.

Zhong Qiu said with emotion: "Being a human being is not like a martial artist who can move forward if he endures hardships. It's just a matter of speed. It's not like the way you relegate immortals to the Tao. If you have good talent, you can move forward very quickly. It's not even like us aged Confucians." When it comes to learning, one must go to a higher level and seek broadness, perfection, and refinement, which can be pursued. As a person, especially for a child as old as Cao Qinglang, sincerity and simplicity are the most important. Reading at a young age is full of problems, and it doesn't matter if you don't understand. , the writing is crooked and awkward, and it doesn’t matter, but I dare to say that the Confucian classics in this world are all in line with the truth, but after all, they are the most correct knowledge. Now Cao Qinglang is getting better and better after reading it. If you grow up, you will be able to walk more peacefully. How can such an old child accept so much complicated knowledge at once, especially those truths that even adults may not understand?!"

Lu Ti put away his folding fan, bowed his head and apologized, saying, "Lu Ti knows I was wrong."

Zhong Qiu sighed and snorted coldly: "If Chen Pingan stayed with Cao Qinglang, he would never act like you."

Lu Ti raised his head, not only was he not angry, but he smiled cheerfully, "Master Zhong's teachings have greatly benefited me, Lu Ti. To express my gratitude, I will definitely send a large jar of good wine when I come back. It will definitely be the best in the history of Ouhua Blessed Land." An unprecedented magical brew!"

Zhong Qiu said in a deep voice: "No need."

Zhong Qiu turned and left.

Lu Ti suddenly smiled and asked, "If Chen Pingan invites you to drink, what will you do to Zhong Qiu?"

Zhong Qiu seemed to be very angry with the banished immortal, and he didn't even turn his head. "His drinking capacity is not enough, and he fell down after a few times."

Lu Ti looked at the back of the green-shirted figure who was getting further away and sighed.

The subtlety of Tao is nothing more than life.

Awakening before a big dream.

If he were born in the vast world, this old master would be extraordinary.

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Walking on the official road outside the county town, because it is the spring outing season, there are many brightly dressed and angry horses.

If an ordinary carriage is driving, the dust raised will not be too big, but once a cavalry team gallops, pedestrians on both sides will suffer. Pei Qian ate a lot of dust, and her clothes were dusty, which made her angry. He quickly took out a fragrant pear from his cross-body package and bit off most of it, then he calmed down. Pei Qian did not dare to ask his master if he could take away these Xianjia fruits that were replaced every day at Baihuayuan Inn. Instead, Chen Pingan went to ask the inn steward himself and learned that guests could be taken away from the inn. Collect all the dishes from several rooms and pack them up to take away!

Then Chen Pingan gave Pei Qian a fragrant pear and a handful of dates to eat on the way.

At this moment, there were several men and women riding brocade silk and satin on the official road, riding their horses and rushing past. Fortunately, Pei Qian turned around early and held the remaining half of the fragrant pear in his hands.

Chen Pingan waved the dust with his hand and smiled at Pei Qian: "Remember to keep the pear core."

Pei Qian finished eating the fragrant pears, put the pear core into the package, and asked: "Master, do you think these guys on horseback are hateful? They are really capable and they also like to show off their power."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's just eating some dust, it's not abominable."

Pei Qian thought for a while and probably didn't understand.

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "It will be your turn to travel in the world from now on. Do you want to ride a horse? Do you want to ride a horse quickly and whip your whip, shouting that I am here?"

Pei Qian suddenly realized, "That's true."

Chen Pingan rubbed Pei Qian's little head and said softly: "From now on, when you are walking around the world for the first time, don't be disappointed. In the world, you can always meet good people who will treat you to a nice drink. "

Pei Qian murmured in a low voice: "But if you walk too much at night, you may encounter ghosts. I'm afraid."

Chen Ping'an was amused and said with a smile: "At that time, you were riding a horse, and the master prepared the sword for you to conquer demons. The demons and monsters should be afraid of you."

Pei Qian obediently said, "Master, if you want a sword, then I can have a little donkey. It doesn't matter if I run slower!"

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On the way, one day Chen Pingan and his party were making a fire in a secluded place by the river to cook.

Someone in the distance was hesitant, seemingly debating whether to come over or not, but finally made up his mind and approached Chen Pingan.

More than twenty steps away, the man stopped, and finally cast his eyes on the young man in white who had picked up the bamboo box and still carried the sword, and asked with a smile in the elegant language of Aquarius Island: "Master, can we discuss something?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "You say."

The man came closer and asked, "I wonder if you have ever heard of the incense vendors?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Know more, which Taoist temple in Qingluan Kingdom are you the person who delivers incense? Is it mountain incense or water incense?"

The man breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the young immortal master was a fastidious person, and he knew how to call himself the more pleasant Dixiang person. He was also an expert and knowledgeable person. His vision was indeed not bad. Although this group of people were traveling on foot, but that The aura of a god cannot be faked.

Incense vendors are a kind of business in Shanze Yexiu. They do errand business and serve as lobbyists for Shanshui gods or Taoist temples, inviting big pilgrims who want to spend a lot of money to offer incense. Generally speaking, incense vendors will carry a certain amount of sacred incense with them. This kind of sacred incense carefully made by landscape temples and real eminent monks is expensive. After burning the incense, Qi practitioners can calm down and absorb spiritual energy more quickly. Generals, ministers and dignitaries would light this kind of incense and worship their ancestors in their ancestral halls. It is said that it can accumulate virtuous virtues for their descendants. There are high and low prices, and mountain incense is produced by mountain temples and Wuyue temples. Water incense naturally comes from rivers everywhere. It is the temple of Bo and the Water God.

Chen Ping'an has a deep memory of the incense delivery man mentioned by Cui Dongshan.

The man pointed to the nearby river and said with a smile, "It's the water fragrance from the local Hebo Temple."

Chen Pingan put down his bowl and chopsticks, wiped his hands and stood up, walked towards the man and asked, "If I want to buy incense, how much money will it cost?"

The man said: "Three sticks of incense and a piece of snow to spend."

Pei Qian's eyes widened suddenly. One piece of snow money was worth a thousand taels of silver.

Chen Pingan asked for three incense sticks and handed them to the man. The man handed Chen Pingan three quaint long wooden boxes, each containing three sticks of incense.

After originally inviting incense, there is actually no need to go to the temple to offer incense immediately. You can do it at any time, even whether you go or not. There is no need to force it. It is no problem to burn incense elsewhere. Except for the difference between mountains and rivers, you must pay attention to it. As long as you do not ask for mountain incense but pay tribute It’s okay to worship the Water God, and it’s okay to go to any Taoist temple. It’s still a good thing to pay homage to the ancestors in the ancestral hall, the Chenghuang Pavilion in the Wenwu Temple, etc.

Chen Pingan still asked the man to wait for a while, and then asked Pei Qian and the others to finish their meal and set off for the Hebo Temple.

On the way there, Pei Qian asked in a low voice: "Master, if we go like this, we will take a detour."

However, Pei Qian soon felt that he had asked nonsense. It seemed that the master often did this. As long as it was a scenic spot or a nice scenery, as long as they were not in a hurry, the master would stop and go, taking a lot of unnecessary steps.

Chen Pingan raised his head, looked into the distance, and remained silent.

In the warm spring breeze, the young man in white, his sleeves fluttering, walked slowly and murmured: "I want to see more."