Sword of Coming

A young man with an unfamiliar face came to the wine shop and ordered a jug of the cheapest wine.

The business of the shop is extremely deserted today, which is a rare thing.

Therefore, the boy in white, who was as handsome as a banished immortal, was lucky enough to have a table to sit at.

It's just that the boy's face was slightly pale, as if he was ill.

Zhang Jiazhen went over with a jug and wine bowl, added a plate of pickles, and told the guests to wait a moment, and then there was a bowl of free Yangchun noodles.

The guest opened the jug, sniffed it vigorously, held the wine bowl in his hand, glanced at the pickles, raised his head, and asked in mellow Jianqi Great Wall dialect: "Such a big wine bowl, such fragrant Xianjia wine , There are also pickles and Yangchun noodles that people eat for free?! It’s really not a Xiaoshu money, but a snowflake money?! Is there a wine shop that does this kind of business in the world? Let’s talk about it in advance, my little guy, and I’ll fix it Because it is high, the backing is even bigger, if you want to play that fairy dance on me, there is no door."

Zhang Jiazhen has heard too many complaints from alcoholics and drunkards, and it is the first time that the price of drinks is too cheap. It should be those foreigners from Haoran Tianxia. Otherwise, in her hometown, even if it is a sword fairy drinking, or Taixiang Street No matter what wine shop or restaurant they are in, the high-school disciples on Hexuanhu Street only dislike the expensive price and the bad taste of the wine. Zhang Jiazhen smiled and said: "Guests can drink it at ease, it's really just a snowflake."

The young man in white pushed the pot of wine away, covered his sleeves with both hands, shook his head and said, "I dare not drink this wine, it's too cheap, there must be fraud!"

An old sword cultivator at the next table, taking advantage of the fact that there were not many people around the wine table, sat next to the boy in white with an empty wine bowl, and said with a smile: "You foreign bastard, although you can say that we The words here are really unfamiliar, if you don’t drink it, you will fall down, I bought this jug of wine.”

After the young man said this, he stretched out his hand to press the flagon, "Buy it if you say so, do I look like a person who is short of money?"

Old Jianxiu was a little helpless, the second shopkeeper has always had a vicious vision and a darker heart, why did he choose such a fledgling caretaker who couldn't tell the good from the bad, so the old Jianxiu could only ask from the bottom of his heart: "Young fellow Daoist is also my family, right? ? Sigh, it looks like you are trying to help, these words, the traces are too obvious, is it your own idea? Presumably the second treasurer will not teach you to say these things. "

Sure enough, there was an old alcoholic and old gambler who only liked to drink on the side of the road and didn't like to drink at the table. What kind of ignorant thing? The second treasurer didn't talk to you? That's right, now that I've earned the god money of Jinshan Yinshan, I don't know where to hide and count the money secretly, because I can't take care of cultivating the wine for the time being "Tuo'er'. I'm so weird, our Sword Qi Great Wall has always only bet on Tuo'er, well, when the second shopkeeper comes, don't make a difference, why don't you just start a sect..."

Speaking of this, the old gambler who happened to lose a large amount of spare money today turned his head and said with a smile: "Diezhang, I didn't mention you. If you weren't the big shopkeeper, Grandpa Liu would be so poor that he could only drink water, so he wouldn't be willing to come." Drink here."

Die Zhang smiled and didn't care. In Chen Ping'an's words, the drinker scolded him casually, and scolded him too much, and it was easy to drink too much. But those who never come to drink again after scolding once, just spend a snowflake money to spoil, then please ask the big shopkeeper to help me write down the name or appearance, in the future, his second shopkeeper must find a chance to make up for it in the future, Be kind and friendly, and smile at each other to wipe out all grievances.

Soon some wine table guests shook their heads and said: "I think our second shopkeeper is not fake, but he is not so heartless. I guess he is the child of another restaurant, so he came here on purpose to disgust the second shopkeeper, come on." , I toast you a bowl of wine, although the method is a bit clumsy, but at a young age, he is very courageous, dare to wrestle with the second shopkeeper, a hero, worthy of my bowl of toast."

The big shopkeeper Yiyao happened to pass by the wine table, stretched out his fingers, and tapped lightly on the table.

The guest resentfully put down the wine bowl, smiled and said: "Miss Diezhang, we really don't have any prejudice against you, but it's just a pity that the shopkeeper met someone unkind, forget it, I will punish myself with a bowl."

This guest drank a bowl of wine, did he wrong the girl in the stack, didn't he? This man is aggrieved and sad. I have been personally taught by the second shopkeeper, and I have obtained the second shopkeeper's tricks in private, only in the fairy tale of "over white is black, over black and white, black and white switch, and the gods are unpredictable" Those who are working hard on the family formula are the serious family members.

It's just that the man thought about it again, forget it, anyway, every time the second shopkeeper sneaked into the manor, he didn't make less money. Afterwards, the second shopkeeper would secretly share the spoils and send money, no, it was dividends, what kind of spoils. As for how much money will be given in the end, the rules are also strange. It is all up to the second shopkeeper himself. A "dao friend" like a man can only collect money. Just pay to drink, don't complain if you give less, money is love, not sharing is duty, whoever doesn't pay attention, then be careful when walking at night, drunk and hazy, who hasn't knocked Bump.

Now it's impossible to drink in this small wine shop without making dim sum.

But after a long time, drinking and drinking some knowledge, in fact, it will be very interesting, for example, people who drink in this shop now like you to look at me, I glance at you, they are all looking for clues, trying to identify who the other party is. Enemy is friend.

This man felt that he should be one of the many wine trustees of the second shopkeeper, who belonged to the kind with higher seniority, higher cultivation, and better understanding. Note who is a babysitter and who is not. There is no reason for this kind of money to be earned by outsiders. As for the truth and falsehood here, it will not make some of my own family members who have to suspend work lose money anyway. You can get a large amount of "relief money", and at the same time, you can make some fellow daoists hide deeper. As for how the man in charge earns money, it is actually very simple. He will temporarily discuss with some senior sword immortals who are not fellow daoists. Let them help us spread doubts with my real love and face, in short, it will never damage the reputation and gambling products of the people who sit in the dealership. The reason is very simple, all the one-shot deals in the world are not considered good deals. Those of us cultivating the Tao, the sure sword fairy characters, have a long time, how can we do if our character is not strong.

Except for the last sentence of the second shopkeeper, the man really didn't have the face to go along with it when he heard it, but he still took all the previous words seriously.

The man drank wine and basked in the sun. For some reason, at first he only thought that the wine here was not expensive and affordable, but now he really thought that the Zhuhaidongtian wine tasted pretty good.

Cui Dongshan took out a snowflake money, put it gently on the wine table, and started drinking.

If you want to explore the subtleties of the human heart, not to mention these drunkards and gamblers here, I am afraid that even his husband Chen Ping'an has never dared to say that he is comparable to his student Cui Dongshan.

People in the world, as time goes by, can only eat enough for themselves, but not enough for themselves.

What Mr. has done in Jianqi Great Wall for more than a year seems to be chaotic. In fact, in Cui Dongshan's view, it is actually very simple, and there is no sloppiness in people's hearts.

It's nothing more than fake things and taking advantage of the situation.

This is the same as Mr. Shujianhu before. They are two people.

fake.

It's the wine shop, wine, pickles, Yangchun noodles, couplets, and a wall with nothing to do. Hundred Sword Immortal Seals, Wu Sword Immortal Seals, Folding Fan Wan Fan.

Take advantage of the situation.

It is the four guards including Qi Shou and Pang Yuanji, the descendants of Chen Sanqiu and Yan Deng, the whole Ning Mansion, the titles of disciples of Wen Sheng, the brothers and sisters, and all the people who come here to drink and write inscriptions. The sword immortals on the event card are many sword cultivators with a larger number. It was the wealthy woman Yu Xiefu from the Shenzhou of the Middle Earth. It's those Jianqi Great Wall people who spent money on seals and fans.

Once these two things are done, you can do more than self-protection.

To protect yourself, you protect your property and life, but you also need to protect your heart. Would you like to think about it more, whether my words and deeds are harmless to the world, let alone whether I can do it in the end, just say whether I am willing or not, it will be the difference between people and people. If you don't think about it, it may not be harmful, but as long as you are willing to think about it, it will be better.

However, in Cui Dongshan's view, my husband still stays at the level where good and good coexist, and evil and evil coexist.

As for the possibility of goodness and goodness begeting evil, and the possibility of evil behaving goodness, sir, I haven't thought much about it yet. Back then, outside the ancestral house in Niping Lane, why did he, a student, mention the wedding dress ghost? An originally simple matter is deliberately complicated, overgrown with weeds and sideways, to embarrass the husband? It's not that Cui Dongshan is full of food, so naturally he has some intentions. The husband must know that his intentions are not bad, but he doesn't know the deep meaning for the time being.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the husband walks steadily, it doesn't matter if you are slower, raise your hands and feet, and there will naturally be a breeze into your sleeves and a bright moon on your shoulders.

To benefit others, one cannot just give it to others, and there must be no suspicion of giving alms. Otherwise, what if it is given in vain, and others may not be able to keep it, but it will increase karma in vain.

Yishi, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you can only depend on that fate, or in other words, it depends on whether the wild world agrees or not.

Do not violate the original intention, grasp the measure, proceed step by step, think without omissions, do your best, take in and let go, and be handy.

at first glance.

Very chewy.

Mr. Chen Pingan, is he more like Qi Jingchun, or more like Cui Chan?

Why did the old bastard Cui Chan create a Shujian Lake questioning situation later, trying to fight another tug-of-war with Qi Jingchun to determine the real winner?

Didn't he fall in love with his husband Cui Dongshan, in fact, as he walked, he finally seemed to be a real fellow with him, Cui Chan? Isn't this the most interesting thing in the world? So Cui Chan planned to make the dead Qi Jingchun unable to admit defeat, but in Cui Chan's heart, he could win back the game in a fair and honest manner. Did Qi Jingchun think that when he was alive, he would pick and choose, but in the end he just picked another " Brother Cui Chan"?

At that time, Cui Chan can laugh at Qi Jingchun after thinking about it for a long time in Lizhu Cave, and finally feel that the person who can "save himself and save others" is not Qi Jingchun himself, but someone like him, Cui Chan. Who loses and who wins can be seen at a glance.

Why did the old scholar separate the soul of Cui Dongshan from the soul of Cui Dongshan? Letting Cui Chan know what he thinks and thinks, is it still not completely right?

Probably this is the old scholar of the stinky chess basket, who has been hiding his unique chess skills in secret all his life.

And Pei Qian, who was born in the blessed land of Ouhua, is of course also the unreasonable hands of the old scholar.

Cui Dongshan drank a bowl of wine and pickled vegetables with chopsticks. It was indeed a little salty. Mr. Doing business is still too kind and wastes salt.

Taoist temple.

Taoism.

Does the old scholar hope that his closed disciples only look at the good and evil of people's hearts?

Far more than that.

So what if he knows the good and evil of people's hearts, his husband Cui Dongshan has long been on the road of being an enemy. Knowing, in fact, just knowing, the benefits are certainly not small, but it is still not big enough.

The real good intentions of the old scholar, and hope to see the speed of the human heart, and the thousands of possibilities extended. The good and bad among them actually involve more complicated and profound, seemingly more unreasonable good and evil. , Evil begets good.

This again involves an old incident of old sesame seeds and rotten millet in the early years.

Back then, Qi Jingchun didn't want to play chess with her senior brother Cui Chan anymore, so she ran to ask her husband if there was a kind of chess game in the world where both players could win.

At that time, the old scholar was drinking by himself, and just secretly lowered a leg from the bench to put on the airs of Mr. Hearing this question, he laughed and choked several times. I almost shed tears.

At that time, a big fool was staring at the drinks on the table of the husband, so he said casually: "If you don't play chess, you won't lose. If you don't lose, you win. This is the same as earning money if you don't spend money."

At that time, Zuo Zuo was wary of the big fool stealing a drink, and his answer was, "The chess skills are good enough, if I win the chess, but I can lose the chess without anyone knowing, it is considered a win."

Cui Chan sat on the threshold, leaning against the gate, and said with a smile: "Under the premise of not breaking the rules, this possibility is only possible if the chessboard is infinitely large, otherwise don't even think about it."

At that time, the only boy in green shirt standing in the room just looked at his husband.

The old scholar smiled and said: "This question is a bit big. If I want to answer it well, sir, I have to think a little more."

Qi Jingchun nodded and said, "I beg you to finish your drink quickly."

The implication is that the husband should have an answer after drinking the wine.

The old scholar nodded with a smile, looking confident, but as soon as he finished drinking, he started to stagger and get up, blushing hard, pretending to be drunk, and went to take a nap.

Cui Dongshan put down his chopsticks, looked at the square table that looked like a chessboard, looked at the jug and wine bowl on the table, sighed softly, got up and left.

When they reached the gate of Ning Mansion, a young man in white with an ordinary green bamboo walking stick knocked on the door gently.

Nalan Yexing opened the door.

The boy smiled and said, "Grandpa Nalan, sir must always talk about me, I am Dongshan."

Nalan Yexing only knew that this person was his uncle's student, but he really didn't know that he was good-looking and not very smart, what a pity.

The two disciples and students that my uncle led in earlier looked very good.

After Nalan Yexing closed the door, Cui Dongshan said with a puzzled face: "Grandpa Nalan is clearly qualified to be a sword cultivator at the Ascension Realm, but he is at the Jade Raw Realm. Could it be that he was attacked by that old monster who hasn't been around for thousands of years?" , seriously injured Grandpa Nalan with his own hands? Why didn’t such deeds spread in Haoran World?”

Nalan Yexing laughed, he didn't have the same knowledge as a guy with a brain.

Cui Dongshan shook his sleeves, took out an old round and yellowed bead, and handed it to Nalan Yexing, "Coincidentally, I have a pill that I picked up on the side of the road. It will be very difficult to help Grandpa Nalan return to the fairyland." , but it may still be possible to mend the Jade Raw Realm."

Nalan Yexing glanced at it, but didn't see the depth of the pill. The gift is heavy, there is no reason to accept it, and the gift is light, there is no need to be polite, so he smiled and said: "I appreciate it, take it back."

Cui Dongshan didn't take back his hand, and added with a smile: "It was picked up on Caiyun Road in Baidi City."

Nalan Yexing grabbed the pill from the young man in white with lightning speed and hid it in his sleeve. After thinking about it, he should put it in his arms. The old man complained: "Dongshan, you child It's true, what kind of gift should I give to Grandpa Nalan, it's a gift."

Cui Dongshan stretched out his hand with a look of surprise on his face, "Looking born? Isn't the younger generation superfluous, so I'll pay it back."

Nalan Yexing stretched out his hand and gently pushed the young man's hand away, and said earnestly, "Dongshan, look, this way, you'll be born again."

The young man seemed to be persuaded by the old man, so he turned and ran towards the gate of Ning Mansion, opened the door by himself, stepped over the threshold, then turned around and stretched out his hand, "Give it back to me."

Nalan Yexing gasped, good guy, you are right, he is really that uncle's favorite student, maybe he is the one who got all the true biography.

Nalan Yexing pretended to be deaf and blind, turned around and left. This Ning Mansion loves to enter but not to enter, and the door loves to close.

Cui Dongshan entered the door, closed the door, quickly followed Nalan Yexing, and said softly, "Grandpa Nalan, do you know who I am now?"

Nalan Yexing smiled and said, "Dongshan, you are the most promising student among my uncles, right?"

Cui Dongshan said guiltily: "I just hate that I only picked one on Caiyun Road in Baidi City."

for a moment.

Cui Dongshan stretched out two fingers to block the side of his head.

Nalan Yexing smiled, "In this way, I can accept it with peace of mind."

Cui Dongshan put away his hands and said softly: "I am a monk in the Ascension Realm. I implore Grandpa Nalan to keep quiet, lest the sword immortals dislike me for being too low and embarrass sir."

Nalan Yexing was a little tired, not even the pill itself, but after the two sides met, Cui Dongshan's words and deeds, he did not guess a single one.

He only said that he had just sacrificed the flying sword to scare the young man. Since the other party is at a very high level, he can completely ignore it, or try his best to block the flying sword.

But this guy wanted to stretch out his hand to block it, and deliberately slowed down a bit, touching the flying sword with his two fingers together, not on the tip of the sword, but on the hilt.

Nalan Yexing was worried.

Cui Dongshan walked side by side with the old man, looked around, and said casually with a playful smile: "Since I am a student of my husband, is Grandpa Nalan worried that I am too bad, or that my husband is not good enough? Do you believe that Cui Dongshan is not smart enough?" Do you use it, or do you believe that my uncle's thoughts are correct? Are you worried about me, a foreigner, surrounded by clouds and mists, or are you worried about the background of the Ning Mansion, and the flying swords of the sword immortals inside and outside the Ning Mansion are not enough to break through the sea of ​​clouds? ?A down-and-out sword cultivator of the upper five realms, should he believe in the killing power of his flying sword, or should he believe that his sword heart is clear enough? Is it because after I said this, I believed it but didn’t believe it? Don't you believe that?"

Nalan Yexing looked solemn.

Cui Dongshan sighed with emotion: "Those with great strength, when dealing with others, always feel that they can save worry and effort, which is not good."

Nalan Yexing frowned tightly.

Cui Dongshan glanced at Zhanlongya not far away, "Sir, there is nothing to worry about, brother Nalan, we brothers should cherish it."

Nalan Ye Xing walked silently all the way.

When they arrived at my uncle's house, Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang were also there. Cui Dongshan bowed to thank him and called him Grandpa Nalan.

Nalan Yexing nodded with a smile, and said to Chen Pingan who got up inside the room: "Dongshan and I hit it off just now, and almost recognized me as a brother."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded, "Okay, Grandpa Nalan, I understand."

Pei Qian secretly gave a thumbs up to the big white goose at the door.

Cui Dongshan said blankly, "Grandpa Nalan, I never said that."

Nalan Yexing smiled and said, "Does your husband trust Brother Nalan and me, or Brother Cui?"

Cui Dongshan covered his forehead with one hand and staggered, "I drank too much at the shop just now, what did I say, where am I, who am I..."

The thumb that Pei Qian had just put down was raised again, and both thumbs were raised.

Nalan Ye walked, very relaxed and happy.

Chen Ping glared at Cui Dongshan.

Cui Dongshan sat on the threshold, "Sir, let me sit here and enjoy the cool breeze to sober up."

Chen Ping returned to his seat and continued to write on the fan. Cao Qinglang was also helping.

Pei Qian wanted to help, but Master didn't allow it.

So he sat alone on the next table, facing the gate and the big white goose, winked at him, and pointed to the two items on the table that were presented by the teacher in front of him.

Pei Qian was not polite with his wife, he generously picked two gifts, a string of rosary beads of unknown material, with one hundred and eight seal carvings, antique.

A pair of chess jars, once the lid is opened, the chess jar with white pieces will have a cloudy atmosphere, while the chess jar with black pieces will be covered with dark clouds, and there is a faint scene of an old dragon spreading rain.

There are many beads in the rosary, and there are more chess pieces in the chess jar. The rank and so on are not important at all. Pei Qian has always felt that his family should win by quantity.

How can Li Huai win the next time he fights with Li Huai?

Cui Dongshan nodded with a smile, raised his hand, and made a light clap gesture. Pei Qian had already had a heart-to-heart with him, and raised his hand to clap his hands.

Pei Qian sat cross-legged on the bench, shaking his head and shoulders.

Chen Pingan, who turned his back to Pei Qian, said: "You have a seat, have you forgotten?"

Pei Qian immediately seemed to have been restrained.

Cui Dongshan leaned against the door, smiling at the three people in the room.

Pei Qian is enjoying himself.

Now whenever she meets a temple, she kowtows to the Bodhisattva.

I heard that she often goes to Xinxiang Temple, especially in the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, but for some reason, when she puts her hands together, the palms of her hands are not tightly pressed together, as if she is carefully carrying something.

I also heard from Zhongqiu that she now has an extra first friend who is no longer a friend, of course it is not Chen Nuanshu and Zhou Mili who are still good friends now, nor is it the old cook Wei Xiaobai, but a Nanyuan country. A native of the capital, a girl who just got married a few years ago. Before she left the blessed land of lotus roots, she went to find her and admitted her mistake, but the girl didn't seem to say she accepted or refused to accept Pei Qian's apology. The girls are just pretending not to know each other, because they are afraid. After Pei Qian left, behind Cao Qinglang's back, he secretly found Zhong Qiu, asked and begged Mr. Zhong to do something for her, Zhong Qiu agreed, Pei Qian asked if it was right to do so, and Zhong Qiu said nothing was wrong. , It is not said that it is good, let alone whether this move can really correct the mistake. Just let her ask her master herself. At that time, Pei Qian said that she still dare not say this now, and when she is more courageous, she will say that she will dare to say it when the master likes herself more.

Cao Qinglang was writing with her heart.

Much like a person.

Whatever you do, always be serious.

So it is even more necessary for someone to teach him, what things can not be taken seriously, and don't go into a dead end.

I just don’t know whether Cao Qinglang now knows why his husband is willing to be so serious about being a baggy traveler. In this seriousness, part of it is because of the guilt towards Cao Qinglang. Cao Qinglang's suffering in life has nothing to do with her husband.

Many things, many words, Cui Dongshan will not say too much, there is a gentleman who preaches and teaches, students and disciples, just listen and watch.

As for sir, are you still thinking about how to make money right now?

There are three people in the house.

In one thing, it's actually a lot like that.

That's when the parents go away and never return, both as children.

Mr.'s parents were the first to leave. Then came Pei Qian, and then Cao Qinglang.

The three people in the house probably didn't want to grow up at one time, so they had to grow up again.

So Cui Dongshan didn't go into the house, he just wanted to sit by the threshold with the trekking stick across his knees, alone, rarely taking a break and staring blankly.

When Chen Ping slapped the table, both Cao Qinglang and Pei Qian jumped, and then the two of them heard their husband and master laugh angrily: "The one who writes the best is the most lazy?!"

Cao Qinglang looked stunned, nodded and said, "It makes sense."

Pei Qian slapped the table, "Extremely presumptuous!"

Cui Dongshan got up quickly, holding a walking stick, and crossed the threshold, "Okay!"

Chen Ping stood up, sat beside Pei Qian, and said with a smile, "Master teaches you how to play chess."

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, started to open the chess pot, stretched out his hands, and shook it gently, "Okay! The big white goose... what is it, it's the little brother! The little brother taught me how to play chess, and I'm a slow learner. Now Only by making me ten sons can I defeat him."

Chen Ping's smile didn't change, he just got up right after he sat down, "Then I'll get down later, Master is going to write. What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and bring the small bookcase over and copy the books!"

Pei Qian snorted and ran out.

Soon the little bamboo box came back.

But he found that the master was standing at the door, looking at him.

Pei Qian suddenly stood still at the door, raised his head and asked in doubt, "Master is waiting for me?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "I remember someone carrying a bucket to fetch water, but it was not so fast."

Pei Qian looked a little flustered.

Chen Ping reached out and rubbed her head, and said with a smile: "Master and Cao Qinglang, they were able to wait for you to go home back then, and of course they can wait even more now."

Cui Dongshan raised his head and said plaintively, "I'm the one who met my husband the first time!"

Pei Qian smiled happily and said, "I'm earlier than Cao Qinglang!"

Cao Qinglang turned her head to look at the door, just smiling.

Pei Qian immediately said to the big white goose: "Is it interesting to fight for this? Huh?!"

Cui Dongshan raised his hands, "Elder Sister is right."

Chen Ping patted Pei Qian on the head, "Go and copy the books."

In the end, it was Chen Pingan who sat on the threshold, took out the Yangjian gourd, and started drinking.

The three people in the room each glanced at the back figure at the door, and went about their business.

Chen Pingan asked suddenly: "Cao Qinglang, I'll make you a trekking stick later."

Cao Qinglang turned back and said, "Sir, there are students."

Chen Pingan didn't turn his head, and said with a smile: "It's not from Mr., either. If you don't mind, you can take the one in the opposite room first."

Cao Qinglang thought for a while, "As long as it's not straw sandals, it's fine."

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and muttered: "People are more angry than people."

After Pei Qian finished writing a sentence, he also secretly made a grimace during the pause, and muttered, "I'm angry, I'm angry."

Then Pei Qian glanced at the small bamboo box on the table. He was in a good mood, anyway, I was the only one with the small book box.

With his back to the three of them, Chen Pingan smiled and looked at the sky through the courtyard. Today's Zhuhaidong Tianjiu is still delicious. How can such a good wine be credited.

Chen Pingan took a sip of the wine, held the jug in one hand, and patted his knees with the other, muttering to himself, "The pearls in the clothes of the poor are good for Yuan Ming."

Cui Dongshan smiled, and seemed to be talking to himself: "I don't know how to seek for myself, but count other people's treasures. Counting other treasures is useless in the end, please listen to me."

Cao Qinglang would also smile heartily, and continued with a soft voice: "The dirt is not stained, the light is self-illuminating, it cannot but be born from the heart, and the words are like a lion."

Pei Qian stopped writing and pricked up her ears. She was about to die of grievance. She didn't know that Master was talking to them. She must have never read it in the book, otherwise she would definitely remember it.

Pei Qian sighed, "Then I will eat stinky tofu."

Chen Ping's eyes lit up, he slapped his knee heavily, and laughed loudly: "Yangchun noodles don't need money, but this stinky tofu has to be charged!"

In the next two decades, Pei Qian was not very happy, because Cui Dongshan forced her to leave Ning Mansion to wander around, and Cao Mutou was by her side.

The three of them wandered through the streets and alleys of the city together, went to see the mirage from a distance, and then went all the way south. Walking on foot, if the master is there, not to mention walking, crawling is fine, but since the master is not there, Pei Qian hinted several times to him to sacrifice a talisman boat ferry to see the ground from the sky, so that he can see it more clearly. But Cui Dongshan didn't agree, and Cao Qinglang on the side was not interesting, just being dumb, which made Pei Qian feel a little weak.

Cao Qinglang originally planned to practice peace of mind at the Ning Mansion, just like Mr. Zhong now walks slowly at the Martial Arts Field every day, and he can walk for several hours.

It's just that Cui Dongshan knocked on the door and asked him to go out, Cao Qinglang wanted to refuse, after all, the husband specially chose this place as a place of practice for himself, and he should not disappoint his intentions.

But Cui Dongshan shook his head, the meaning was obvious. Cao Qinglang thought for a while and agreed. Cui Dongshan asked him to remember to bring the walking stick that his husband gave him, and Cao Qinglang took this walking stick that accompanied his husband through thousands of mountains and rivers, and half of Luzhou in Beiju. Dongshan also has it himself, but it's just an ordinary green bamboo, but it's not unusual. Pei Qian's trekking stick was made of the best material and the most valuable. After the big white goose figured out the mystery, Pei Qian gave up his plan to go out with a small bamboo box on his back.

On the top of the city, Pei Qian walked on the top of the city near the south, and saw many interesting sword fairies along the way. There were sword fairies in colorful clothes walking, with swords but no swords on their waists, swords without sheaths, and sword spikes. It is extremely long, with one end of the sword spike tied around the waist, and the long sword is dragged on the ground. The tip and blade of the sword rub against the ground of the city, and the air flow of the sword is clearly visible. Pei Qian wants to see more, but dare not.

The three of them walked on a higher place, Cao Qinglang looked at Cui Dongshan, Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "In this Great Wall of Sword Qi, the height is not high, just look at the sword."

Only then did Cao Qinglang give up the idea of ​​jumping off the top of the wall and landing on the horse path.

Cui Dongshan and Pei Qian said with a smile that there is no harm in seeing more, the sword fairy demeanor, how rare it is to see the world, the sword fairy will not blame you.

Only then did Pei Qian dare to take a few more glances.

The Caiyi sword fairy just lowered his head in thought, he really didn't care about a little girl looking at him, let alone the three of them walking on a high place.

Cui Dongshan naturally knows this person's roots, Wu Chengpei, the bottleneck swordsman in the Yupu Realm, and his natal flying sword is named "Nanlu", and his swordsmanship is the most suitable for the final battle. The reason is very simple, there is a lot of blood on the ground.

Wu Chengpei has a withdrawn personality. He looks young, but in fact he is very old. The Taoist couple was once crushed by a big demon with his hands, and he opened his mouth and swallowed a woman's soul alive.

The big monster was seriously injured on the battlefield, so he hid in the cave in the hinterland of the barbaric world to recuperate. There was a battle between heaven and man, and then the big monster was beheaded, its head was lifted by the hands, and it was thrown at Wu Chengpei's feet, and he only said with a smile to Wu Chengpei, "Bring me a drink along the way."

The three of them also met a sword fairy who seemed to be confronting people with swords. He was sitting cross-legged, drinking wine, and making sword formulas with one hand. The old man's back was facing south and facing north. I don't know if it should be said to be a thing of thunder and lightning or Jianguang, it is as thick as the mouth of the iron lock well in Longquan County. The sword light was brilliant, sparks splashed everywhere, and there were lightning strikes constantly on the carriageway at the top of the city, like thousands of spirit snakes swimming around, and finally disappearing into the grass.

Pei Qian was scared and dared not go forward, the old man smiled and said: "Do you know the rules here, you can cross the road if you have wine, otherwise you can defeat me with swordsmanship, or go out of the city with a sword, and just walk around obediently."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "My husband, it's the second shopkeeper."

"It's strange that the upper beam is so crooked, but the lower beam is not crooked."

The old man immediately said angrily: "Then I will have two pots of wine!"

Cui Dongshan smiled and threw two jugs of wine at the old sword fairy.

The old man's name is Zhao Geyu, and the person who sits on the north wall and confronts Zhao Geyu is Cheng Quan, a Nascent Soul sword repairer who has fallen from the Yupu realm.

In addition to today's situation, when Zhao Gezhen was pressing the situation, and Cheng Quan clashed with each other with sword energy, the two old people who were born in the same back alley would also scold each other across a bridle path. After drinking, spitting at each other is common.

After taking the wine, the Sword Immortal Zhao Geyi slightly raised his sword art hand, like a fairy carrying a long river, lifting up the sword energy that blocked the road, Zhao Geyi said in a bad mood: "For the sake of the wine,"

The three of Cui Dongshan jumped off the top of the wall and walked forward slowly. Cao Qinglang raised his head and looked at the river above his head, which was full of sword energy like water.

Pei Qian hid beside Cui Dongshan, tugged on the sleeve of the big white goose, "Hurry up and go."

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "Eldest sister, don't embarrass your master."

Pei Qian clenched the trekking stick tightly in his hand, trembling, and assumed the posture of an arrogant monster walking in a panic, but his hands and feet were a little stiff.

After crossing the stream above his head and walking far away, Pei Qian, who was frightened half to death, kicked the big white goose's calf.

Obviously the strength was not strong, but the big white goose was kicked so that the whole person flew into the air, fell to the ground, curled up, and rolled around with its legs hugged.

Pei Qian and the big white goose were old friends, so he didn't worry about it at all, so Pei Qian turned to look at Cao Qinglang almost instantly.

Cao Qinglang stared ahead, "I didn't see anything."

Pei Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with a smile: "Then did you see the fish in that stream just now? It's not big, a golden one with a trace of blue?"

Cao Qinglang shook her head.

Pei Qian pursed his lips, "Hehe, he's still a cultivator."

Cao Qinglang didn't care.

Regarding her qualifications, Cao Qinglang knew very well. Why did the devil Ding Ying live in the house near Zhuangyuan Lane, and why he finally chose to sit in Cao Qinglang's house? Mr. Zhong had already told him the detailed reasons. Ding Ying first guessed how much the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom was This "seed of cultivation" is the hiding place of the Jingxinzhai female great master, and Cao Qinglang is one of them.

At that time, in the world in his hometown, the aura was thin. At that time, the only person who could be regarded as a true cultivator and immortal was Yu Zhenyi, the first person under Ding Ying, the rejuvenated Sword Immortal Yu Zhenyi. But since he can be regarded as the seed of cultivation, Cao Qinglang will not belittle himself, and of course he will not be arrogant. As a matter of fact, later the lotus flower blessed land was divided into four parts, nectar fell from the sky, and spiritual energy fell like rain on the human world. Many cultivation seeds that had been floating in the long river of time began to take root, sprout, blossom and bear fruit in the soil suitable for cultivation. .

But as Mr. Lu who secretly taught him the magic of the fairy family said in his own words, having the natural talent to create a father and mother is only the first step, and getting the opportunity to stand at the foot of the mountain is the second step. There are thousands of steps to climb the mountain. As long as you walk steadily enough, there is hope to find Chen Pingan, and then you will have the opportunity to thank him and ask him if Cao Qinglang will walk the same path in the next hundred or thousand years.